> danny + karen
dannysgrosseries:
"Depends on what you need," replied the blonde from behind the counter, where he was leaned over, sorting through… Something. He stood up, wiping the sweat off his brow before peeking over at the girl. He wasn’t really a ‘hello, good evening’ kind of person, especially in the middle of a storm. "What are you even doing out here at a time like this?" She didn’t look like she lived around here… "Its dangerous. You could get hurt."
Karen smiled a little awkwardly at him. "That's not important right now. If you're the manager..." She paused a moment to move the plank from under her arm to display it. "Your store is literally falling apart. Some of the boards on the corner are bent out enough that it's catching the wind and ripping them off."
She lowered the board to look at him. "If you have some tools, we can put in a few emergency nails... Or whatever you decide. Like you said, we could get hurt." Karen tilts her head a little to the side, looking away. "Personally..."
