A little fall of rain

Uri moved closer as the woman went through the rack, shaking his head at a few. He clicked his fingers. “Now that one looks perfect.” He grinned at her. “Neither. I run the local youth theatre group. You know pushy parents and kids in tiara’s. I’m kidding they’re great... just maybe don’t ask them to sing.”

“People follow you through streams?” Uri joked, enjoying winding up the younger man. “I have definitely missed your face in the group, little dude. Not your hair though.”

Lillian raised a brow as the item the man was looking for was explained to her. It was clear he was looking for a coat for a child, and she was quite certain there were some that met his criteria. “ I’m positive there are some, if not in the hangers then they must be in the warehouse. What colours are you thinking of? “ She asked as she walked away from the counter and towards the rows with the children’s clothes.

“Blue.” He replied calmly. “Has to be blue, military.” It was true that a child production of les miserables was a big task, but here he was trying to pull that off. “It’s for a costume.” 

Uri laughed, dropping her hand but the grin remained on his face. “If a woman is dressed as a princess she should be treated like one.” he joked. “From the look of the uh crown...” he nodded towards the woman’s head. “I think Mia already gets her own way.” 

Nate gave a grin, he’d recognised the older man in seconds. He had more facial hair but he looked the same as he had ten years ago. “I mean, you have a beautiful head of hair, my man.” He laughed. “Don’t tame the mane. Honestly, I like my hair. I get some comments online like… people live for my hair. It’s weird.”

Uri scratched his hair without realising as Nate brought up his hair. He furrowed his brows, a little confused about what he was talking about. “People talk about your hair online?” He raised a brow. “Should i be worrying about your welfare?” 

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“ I expect the shipment to be here by the end of the week, as agreed, or I’ll find another provider. “ Lillian’s tone left no room for argument, especially as she ended the call first. She didn’t expect that being the owner of the town’s sole clothes store would be a walk in the park, she was up for the challenge nonetheless, but for it to be amateur hour with providers? That certainly wouldn’t do. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, and upon reopening her eyes she saw she wasn’t alone. “ My apologies, ” she said looking at the customer that had walked in, “ how may I help you? “

“Okay, okay, so I am doing a poll.” He paused. “About myself. Do you think I need a haircut?” Nate asked, trying to keep a straight face.

Uri glanced, taking him a moment to recognise who the young man was. He’d known him when he was much smaller. “You’re really asking me?” He raised a brow. “Nah... in fact i don’t think it’s long enough. Don’t tame the mane.” 

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“what? why are you looking at me like that?” vivian asked confused but right after she let those words out of her mouth, she realized. “oh, I know. the crown. amelia made me wear it.” explaining, she giggled. “have we met before? princess elsa, it’s so nice to meet you.” the blonde woman joked. 

Uri had something of a theatrical streak and wasn’t shy at all when it came to imaginary situations. He took hold of the woman’s hand, kissing the back of it with a cheesy grin. “Then a pleasure to meet you your majesty, you wear your crown fantastically... the pink fluff really compliments your outfit.”

“It was an honourable job, so I am thanking you,” she nodded, glancing to the scene before them. “Pleased? What kind of lady are you trying to say I am?”

He nodded, rubbing his lips together. He saw nothing honourable in war. But he didn’t want to fight. “A lady who is glad to see the men return to the town.” He replied diplomatically. 

The blonde turned to the male, letting out a slight gasp. “Rude,” she laughed a little. “Ah, you’re soldier, thank you for fighting for fighting for us. The master’s son has returned also.”

He smiled , looking back at the market scene as it played out. “Don’t thank me, it was my job. Ah, yes prodigal sons everywhere return. I’m sure as a lady you’re pleased.” He gave her a short sharp wink. 

“People are so desperate they do stupid things,” she sighed, playing with the skirt of her dress. “Must there always be some kind of violence every time I come to the market?” She glanced at him. “You got away from here and returned?”

Harrison had seen worse on his travels, the things happening in this town were trivial in comparison. He chuckled, biting into his apple. “Maybe you are the common denominator.” He grinned. “Ah i did. That is how being a soldier tends to work. You fight and then when the war is won you return home to salvage what is left.”

Aveline pushed through the crowd, trying to see what was happening up ahead. The noise and commotion could be heard at the other side of the market. “Do you know what has happened? Surely it can’t all be over a stolen loaf of bread,” she asked, the person beside her. 

“Another man claiming that he simply stumbled into the other man and happened to steal his wallet.” He chuckled. “I swear, this town does not change.. even after so long away.”

Reyes was flirting, of course he was, she was a beautiful woman. He wanted her to like him. “You really hated that hat, didn’t you?” he laughed, unable not to smile at the girl. “I will yeah, of course I will.”

“The hat sent my anxiety through the roof, you have no idea.” She chuckled to herself, running a hand through her hair again. “Call this one on the house, i’ll put it down as a public service.”

“I know you lov eyour fasion, you always look nice. It’s obvious.” She smiled slightly. “You should bring her here for her birthday, she can have a makeover day. You know like the movies. Buying outfits that only a nine year old would wear.”

“Cute name, pleasure, Wanda,” Reyes smiled, shaking her hand. His eyes fell to the hat in the other. “Is this for me?” He nodded. “Yeah, the aim one day. Yeah. I’ve done local stuff and small scale shows. But yeah.”

She smiled, seeing how the guy was trying to impress her with his words. “Yes, no charge. Just please never wear the star wars one again.” She nodded politely at him. “Next time you’ll have to invite me to see.”

“Wanda.” She replied quickly, holding her hand out and holding out a grey beanie hat in the other. “Oh that sounds... pretty cool. So like... west end stuff?”

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“I can show you my ID if you really need it,” he laughed. “I swear I’m legal.” Reyes grinned. “I try to avoid mirrors,” he joked. “You’re passionate about that hate. I go to uni and I work in a coffee shop.”

“I think i’ll believe you, kiddo.” She winked, moving towards the counter to fetch a hat she’d seen floating about. “Oh? What are you studying at uni?” It had been a while since she had been herself and she was finally starting to age the man.