@occlt 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑!
𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓. names are slippery things, much more easily forgotten, but faces —— even those that don’t get scrawled within the pages of his sketchbook —— come easily to jasper. it adds a little depth to his ever so 𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 career as a bookstore clerk, recognizing the faces of those who come in regularly and greeting them with some recall of information attached to the picture of them in his mind; ask the suit guy how that last history of downtown seattle’s architecture was, see how the purple haired lady with the cat sweaters liked last month’s stephen king release. it makes people feel 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍, and the bite sized companionship makes jasper feel less alone, too.
when ezra enters the bookstore, jasper may not know his 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄, but he does recognize him; his look is 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐓, and not only in the sense that one can easily tell he is no seattle native. besides a coffee, he doesn’t remember exactly what the other purchased the last time he was here —— he works out of town, some variety of celebrity, from what jasper remembers —— and thusly, the 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 has to be made from scratch. “hey, man,” he greets the other. “can i help you find anything?”
