Who: Oliver Fenn & Alexander Deeks What: Marketplace When: December 1, 2017, afternoon Where: out and about
Phobia was not in a Christmas spirit but now that December 1 rolled around, he felt like he should be. Christmas lights and trees have been popping up for weeks. He had no patience for carols. Christmas didn't feel the same since he arrived on the island. Thanksgiving had been just a week ago; couldn't they get a break from the onslaught?
As he walked through the market, his hood up, covering his face, earbuds in, music on just loud enough that he could hear the sounds around him. He reached up, tugging his hood lower on his face. Ashe's birthday was coming up and he had no idea what to get him. He just assumed that he should. It was his birthday. He hoped that if he walked around the marketplace, something would jump out at him.
He stopped at a stall, trying not to glare at the very Christmasy decorations. He could smell cinnamon. It reminded him of home. Argh. He did not want to think about that. He turned around quickly, almost banging into someone. He threw his hands up as his earbuds fell out. Argh. Today was not his day to be out shopping.