#aziz.c

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"Johnny Rockets is on the same floor if you want to eat there.” Mason had taken Aziz to see a 5 o’clock showing of a movie at the central mall theater. The movie to say the least was boring (to him) and he was relieved when they were finally released from the theater two hours later. He fixed his leather jacket and looked over at the other as they walked. “They may or may not sing to you, it’s a custom they have there. They usually only sing if you have children with you and unless they count mental age, you should be fine” he teased gently.

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It had only lasted for what felt like hours. Mason patiently waited for his boring shift to be over. Barely anyone had came into the store, so he was stuck organizing all of the records based on when they came out and which artist. He’d always seem to skip over Aziz’s records. The clock finally hit 5 and it was time for him to close up until he heard a gentle ring from the door. He huffed out a large sigh and turned towards the person who walked in, not paying attention to who he was exactly talking to. “Listen, i’m sorry but i’m closing up shop now. Whatever you need i’m sure it can wa-...Aziz...” he trailed off once he focused on who was in front of him.