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#𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 ›› ft. birch helyer.
location: string and brass. ~5 minutes before closing.
status: open for replies.
the air con was on day three of being a useless piece of trash and the heat was starting to get to her. even after the sun set it was as if string and brass just held in all the warmth. it hadn't been good for business. she'd watched at least six people today walk in, be hit with a wall of hot air, and then walk straight back out. they hadn't had a customer in the last hour and birch was at the end of her tether. her eyes strained on the clock on the wall, willing for the minutes to go faster. her only respite was the desk fan she'd aimed directly at her face but even that didn't feel like enough to get her through the next five minutes. she'd already done the majority of her closing tasks thirty minutes ago. she just had take the cash drawer and put it in the safe and then she was home free. as long as no inconsiderate assholes walked through the door-
as if on cue; that stupid little jingle of that stupid little bell over that stupid fucking door. she knew she should have just locked it. who cared for the last 10 minutes of the day? nobody would have known. but not doing her job properly went against everything in her dna. that didn't stop her dropping her head, an audible groan cutting through the otherwise silent music store, before she put her customer service mask on again. "hi, we're closing in five-" she spun around to face them, surprised to find a non-stranger stood there. "you're here? why are you here?"
johnnie had habit of wearing his strings out on his guitar rather quickly with the way he played and the amount of the way he played, so he could be considered a frequent customer to strings and brass. that, and it was just a light amount of jaywalking away from his own job, so why not go after his own shift to inconvenience the neighbors. what he didn't expect though, was to be heat blasted almost as soon as he opened the door to the place. "woof..." he let out an audible noise of 'what the fuck is that?', and still chose to enter. he needed his strings.
he pushed his hair back out of his face and let out a huff, almost forgetting to answer birch on account of his mission. the one time he forgets his hair tie at home. he looked to her with a palpable pause, motion and all. "...strings. duh." and that was it as he propped his arms on the counter expectantly. "trying to save on electricity or what?"
( D'Pharaoh Woon-A-Tai + He/Him ) ✧˖° is that JOHN “JOHNNIE” YOUNG on their break from being a SHOP ASSISTANT at OFF THE RECORD? they’re listening to LITHIUM by NIRVANA again. i heard they’ve been in los angeles for 13 YEARS, they’re 23 now. is it just me or do they remind you of chilling in the large sewer pipes in the woods, tagging abandoned buildings, a good hazy high in the eyes, & finger cuts from guitar strings?
NAME: john young
NICKNAMES: johnnie, blue jay, stoney
BIRTHDAY: december 11 - sagittarius
SEXUALITY: bicurious
WORK: shop assistant @ off the record
HOBBIES: playing guitar, urban exploration, getting high, graphitti (art in general really)
NEGATIVES: obsessive, can be aggressive/intense, reckless, suspicious, not a guy of many words
growing up, johnnie was a tough kid to deal with. he was adopted at 9, but before that he was in and out of foster homes and families. when he was officially adopted by his permanent family - due to his records - he was put into counseling/therapy for a good while, but it didn't really have much of an effect on him, besides figuring out what cocktail of medications to put him on.
he was put into a troubled teen program at 13 for 15 months. it had an effect, but not a good one. when johnnie came back he was quiet, suspicious, and angry. angry at what happened to him in there, and angry at his adoptive parents for essentially letting it happen, claiming it was for his own good.
when johnnie came back home, he caused less trouble outwardly, choosing more sneaky routes like scoring weed, sneaking out at night, skipping school here and there.
he always loved drawing and doing artistic things (it was the only thing that got him to kind of participate in counseling lol), but he discovered his love for music, especially guitar, when he entered highschool. he saved up his money and made sure to stay on relatively good behavior so he could get his very first acoustic guitar to learn on. he picked it up very fast as he took lessons here and there and played around, but when he got his electric guitar he became obsessed.
once he graduated and moved out shortly after, he knew he wanted to go into something musically inclined, but he was unsure what. that's kind of where he is right now, figuring things out as he goes, including figuring himself out. but hey, at least he's surrounded by all the music he could possibly want.
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