cont from here || @jensen-young
Aidan rolled his eyes. It wasn’t that he woke up that day and decided ‘oh-hey-lets-antagonize-a-twelve-year-old-today’. And yet. “Perhaps you lead with that next time? You can’t blame me for being on guard when you slink in, shuffle around and then ask for a ‘favor’. You gotta admit, man, it’s kinda creepy,”
He chuckled, dropping his arms as he circled back around the counter for a sticky note and pen. “But if you’re here to buy something-- not rob or ask for illicit favors, that I can help you with. What exactly are you looking for?”








