closed starter for dylan westwick ( @dylan-westwickâ ) location ; outside of the vinyl countdown, downtown.
In all the time heâd lived in Providence Peak he guessed heâd have spent at least a full year inside of Vinyl Countdown if he sat down and tallied up all the hours heâd ever spent rummaging through records or simply sitting on the counter bugging Aksel until she made him leave. It was a happy place, to put it simply, and one Jay tried to pay visits to as much as he possibly could; on that particular day he was on the hunt for a favorite record of his fatherâsâ though he was having trouble remembering the band with enough clarity to give himself a good place to start. He was scrolling absently through his phone as he walked, trying to remember at least a line or two of a song so he could Google the lyrics when he felt himself colliding with someone and flushed deeply in an instant. Dark eyes shifted immediately as Jay shoved his phone into his pocket and smiled sheepishly, âIâm so sorry. I think Iâm gonna need to take a class on the dangers of âdistracted walkingâ some time soon,â he joked with a nervous laugh, âYouâre okay, I hope? I know Iâm not exactly small. Were you going inside?â

















