#slumberlcss

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      ------THE TINKLING CHIME above the door to his shop let him know of the final entrance ... one last customer before he closed up for the evening. a younger rider would have found frustrations in these moments, but there was truly nothing better for him to do than work ... and his hours catered to all walks of life through skull. recognition lit his eyes and he offered a soft ‘ ah! ’ as he disappeared into one of the back rooms to snatch the package he knew lay aside from the customer in question: ophelia.

      fingers brushed her item - neatly wrapped with her name scrawled across it in his chicken scratch, before he reappeared with it in tow. “ i was starting to think you forgot about this. i don’t like chasing people down in town. after a few months, i toss them on the shelves for special stock ... or keep them. ” perhaps his explanation should have been sheepish, but the honesty in his tone kept him from feeling any echo of shame. he set the package atop his counter ( accompanied by the soft thud of luna leaping up beside it ) and offered the vampire a sincere grin. “ so thank you for saving me that trouble. ”