Cy doesn't usually bother with Family Video- he's got most of the world's entertainment in hundreds of terabytes of storage on the drives, packed to the brim with all the movies, games, and media anyone could want- but his loaning system wasn't infallible, there were people who wanted something someone else already had, or he'd be without computers to loan to those without ones of their own to play the media itself- and sometimes, like today- he just wanted to watch a shitty B movie on a VHS tape to feel a little more like he was a kid again. So it's with hood pulled over long dark hair and the dregs of a rolled cigarette burning out between his lips that he steps inside, glancing at the bell over the door as it chimes. "Afternoon, Kitty." He greets, polite as always. "Been busy today?" He questions, hood taken down as brown eyes scan a 'new arrivals' rack that hasn't had anything new since the 2010s.
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