Closing time

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Who: A strange fellow and well open to whomever?
Where: Twilight Town?
What: (Just my first roleplay here.) Drinking on the job.
When: Just before closing time.
Rating: PG-13, swearing, drinking. I doubt it will get any higher than that.

 

There was a very small shop in the town along market street. This was a brilliant idea on the founders part, if one simply ignored the fact that it was rather obvious or redundant. The small shop had been there for years, about ten to be exact. It sold various groceries and potions but nothing that was too special. The owners Mr and Mrs Rigby were known to be caring, kind and always willing to lend out a hand. Perhaps this is why the old couple took in someone as lazy, snarky and unreliable as Theo. Or they believed his name was Theo, those who have had the misfortune of meeting him came to the assumption that he may have suffer from amnesia or was some conman set out to leech Mr and Mrs Rigby dry.

Theo was a very tall and very thin man. His skin was somewhere between the color of parchment and “You can lay off the sunscreen now.” His hair was an inky black that had a very oily and gritty shine to it. It was also haphazardly cut to shoulder length as if he decided to play hairdresser one day and failed to read the manual on how to properly use a pair of scissors. Even his teeth was bad, resembling fine rows of sharp teeth but lacked any canines. His clothes have also seen better days. He wore a plain and stained white t-shirt and a heavy plaid coat, his pants were verging on being just a little too short for him and had the knees worn out. His boots have gained a life of their own, the soles have worn out and detached so that when he wiggled his toes, they “talked”.

Currently Theo was running the store alone. He was lounging back in the chair with his feet propped up on the counter and his arms crossed behind his back. He stared at the mini T.V that sat on the counter next to the register and hardly moved an inch. Every now and then he looked to the windows as if to check if the coast was clear before reaching down into his pocket to pull out a flask. He drank from it but found it to be empty. Theo pocketed it again and looked out to the window expectantly.

I hope there is a last customer soon. I could use the extra cash.

[OOC note: Hello I am new, nopt onlt to the community but to LJ. I'm reallysorry if I mess anything up. I know I have a hard time figuring out the LJ cut thing. If I made any mistakes, please let me know and I'll fix them. x_x;]