#mearc

Evening brings a fella with a face full of freckles and a shaggy mop of strawberry blond hair into Book's one evening. He's lanky--not in the 'I am in shape' sense, more 'I forget to eat food more than occasionally', and dressed in a T-shirt from a security conference, paired with grey cargo pants and a brown leather messenger bag. He steps in, glances around curiously, and then notices the warning signs, reading one a few times over, as if he'll notice a catch in the wording.