location : record factory availability : open ( @sunsetstarters )
nasrin’s vinyl collection was something that was always growing and she went to the record factory regularly to update it. she was browsing through the vinyls when she finally found something that she wanted. she grabbed it and made a b-line for the register but not before making a fool out of herself by tripping over her own two feet and dropping the vinyl. “shit.” the uncharacteristic swear word slipped out of her mouth and bent down to pick it up and apologized to the person who’s way she was blocking. “guess i can’t even trust my own feet some days.”













