#evie001

after a double shift from hell, fitzy was ready to hotbox his shitty car and then collapse on to his bed to watch thundercats reruns for five minutes until he fell asleep. the day had been long and exhausting. fitzy didn’t want anyone to get it twisted, he was happy that benny’s reopened and that he had something to do and somewhere to be, but man, he was tired. he was just about done cleaning the grill when his boss, benny’s newphew, approached him to let him know they were low on some things and he’d need to make a stop first thing in the morning the next day. 

first thing in the morning? not a chance. fitzy was not a morning person. he’d make the stop tonight, store what he needed in his fridge at home, and bring it in the next day. that would be an efficient use of his time. so with the grocery list in hand, fitzy walked to his car, rattled the engine to life, and sped off to melvald’s. when he got there, their doors were locked. 

“no,” fitzy groaned, shaking the handles, “no, come on. please! i’ll be quick!” most of the workers he could still see inside cleaning were acting like they couldn’t see him, but he knew they could. “come on,” fitz begged, now banging on the glass, “do a guy a solid!” it was then that he locked eyes with someone he hadn’t seen before—someone about his age. “hey!” he waved, smiling widely at the girl as he held up his hot pink sticky note, “can i please just grab a few things? i’ll be in and out, swear.” both his hands were pressed to the door and his face was so close to it he was fogging up the glass with his breath. “please,” he mouthed, hoping his detour wouldn’t be for nothing. 

@inherited-vanity

Something about this women seemed familiar. A magic sense perhaps? Duel disk around his left arm, walking as he approached the women with eyes focused onto her own. Something about her....it was a sense he could not ignore. What was it about her that drew him in? A dark feeling inside that told him that she had her own demons.