6:36 PM
Who: Janna and Remy
Where: Beat Records
When: Monday, November 29th
Being a musician, it should come as no surprise to see Remy Benoit at one of the local record stores. It was a two story building that had Records, CD's, band related paraphernalia, some instruments, and private listening booths. He was currently looking at the new Hayley James CD, dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt with his blonde hair slicked back. The occasional person would come up to talk to him, or ask for an autograph, but he didn't seem to mind the attention. He smiled faintly as he looked over the woman's song-list. She certainly was interesting, wasn't she?
A young, dark haired woman stepped out of one of the private listening booths in a pair of black jeans, a black t-shirt with Fender in white across the front and pair of black leather boots. The vinyl recording she had been listening to had been left in the booth as the Indie artist really wasn't up to her taste. With still a few minutes left to spare before she had to leave to go meet her brother, Janna made her way toward the wide staircase that would take her upstairs to where the slim selection of instruments and accessories were located.
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Where: Beat Records
When: Monday, November 29th
Being a musician, it should come as no surprise to see Remy Benoit at one of the local record stores. It was a two story building that had Records, CD's, band related paraphernalia, some instruments, and private listening booths. He was currently looking at the new Hayley James CD, dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt with his blonde hair slicked back. The occasional person would come up to talk to him, or ask for an autograph, but he didn't seem to mind the attention. He smiled faintly as he looked over the woman's song-list. She certainly was interesting, wasn't she?
A young, dark haired woman stepped out of one of the private listening booths in a pair of black jeans, a black t-shirt with Fender in white across the front and pair of black leather boots. The vinyl recording she had been listening to had been left in the booth as the Indie artist really wasn't up to her taste. With still a few minutes left to spare before she had to leave to go meet her brother, Janna made her way toward the wide staircase that would take her upstairs to where the slim selection of instruments and accessories were located.
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