Mar 21, 2013
lazyhime & caninis hiddenshadowgirl & fostersfate
Giving a soft sigh, the mortal flopped down on a nearby bench, taking a break from his entirely boring part-time job. Usually this area was unoccupied, people having more important things to do or places to be, but today another sat beside him. At first, he hardly took notice, but after his head cleared a bit--reeling after a customer had managed to slosh an entire bottle of bleach down aisle three--he gave a soft sigh and began, "Afternoon." Not much of a talker, but then again, he's still pretty dizzy.