location: all in one It’s never not going to be comforting, reaching to switch the open sign on the door to closed. He likes his job at the shop, he thinks it’s different, it keeps him connected to the community. Emory would like to think he was easy going, but it’d taken a lot of effort to appear positive the last couple of weeks. Any place with a high concentration of supernaturals was going to be strange, have some incidents here and there, but in recent months, being in the city had been a lot. Whatever he had going on with Micah, his reconciliation with Emma, Lain’s betrayal, helping August out, his personal life was a mess now. The store’s stability was something to look forward to, but with it closed, he didn’t have much left to do before going home to the emptiness of his place. “I’ll put the quartz towers back.” Stepping away from the door, he looks to Abel who's already pulled the drawer from the register. “Tourist brought up maybe six of them and decided none of them were good enough.” @abelczarlinski​ 

“You ever think about quitting?” They’re both smoking in the alleyway behind All in One because Anton didn’t need to be over at All Fours for another hour yet. And while he didn’t really have a need to be around a shop that kind of catered to witches, he liked Abel, they got on well and they sat there with their cigarillos and shot the shit. He exhales smoke and taps ash into the tray that sits between them on the little stack of crates. He’s not entirely talking about smoking, not after the whole Otherworld ordeal. It was every other thought, that he could take Lain and Val and get the fuck out of Rome for real this time. He had friends in Florence, he’d haul them there maybe. Somewhere he could actually keep them safe. @abelczarlinski​