location: the vinyl countdown in downtown.
characters: atlas williams & @coleabrams.
His collection was looking a little dated and that was exactly how he liked it. What was the point of getting some bass-dropping bop on vinyl when the crackling of classics sounded so much better? “I’ve been looking for a few of these,” he explained, pointing to a few posters on the wall that displayed a few hard finds at the used shop. “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band by The Beatles. The cover art on that is incredible. Sue a guy for wanting to jam out to a little Lucy In the Sky with Diamonds.” It had to be somewhere, right? Atlas heard the front door ding as another customer walked in, causing the male to turn back with a grin. Being the overly friendly native he was, he always made a point to greet anyone sharing the same interest as himself. “How’s it going, man? Looking for anything? Pretty sure I could help you better than this guy,” he joked and grinned back at the sales associate. “If you come across Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, I’ve already got dibs. I’ll buy you a drink though.”
