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him again.
heavy lids peel open, beckoned by the rush of cool air that talon’s most recently acquired regular brings with him into the store ; bringing his lower lip under with his teeth, he tilts his head up enough to meet gazes with him. there’s a brief second where his gaze darts to the clock before settling back into a sea of blue and talon duly notes that it’s actually ten after closing... he should tell him to return during business hours, but guilt swallows that sentence in the form of a physical shiver when he remembers the breeze that had just hit him moments prior. he supposes there’s no reason he can’t stay a little while ---- just enough to buy something.
“ we’re closing soon... but take your time. not in a rush to get out there myself, anyways. ”