#eventyrer

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@eventyrer

Slow days at the shop mean naps on the couch behind the counter, there was only so much to clean after all and with their clientele few and far between the artists took turns greeting customers and sleeping.  It isn’t Terra’s turn but he still snorts himself awake when a familiar scent catches his nose.  Ven?  No. When Terra looks at the man it’s instantly clear that this person has just been close to Ventus, Aqua too, he notices when the smells linger.  What was someone that knew his friends doing way out here? “Can I help you?” The disheveled werewolf still sounds half asleep but he’s unwilling to let this man go. He wants answers now. 

“See something that interests you?” he ground out, teeth grinding against each other. “Or are you here to fulfill a death wish? By all means, take your time.”