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Who: Pip and OPEN
Where: Corner market near Damion's club
When: Friday Morning.
Pip was walking down the street, head in the clouds as he hummed along with his Ipod. It wasn’t his normal deal, to be out when the sun was up, or to be without his skateboard or otherwise childish hoodlum entertainment. He was, however, running errands.
Which meant finding food that was not meant for undead, or the like. He still had to survive in their world.
Stepping into the corner market he eyed the rows of food with a disinterested face. Pip didn’t cook. It was why he remained so thin, and unfed looking. The boy lived off cereal, milk, and cheesy mac. Or anything else that was fairly tasty and easy to cook in a microwave.
The question today was…what did he want to buy?
Tags: felicity o'hanlon, open, pace ian patterson
Where: Corner market near Damion's club
When: Friday Morning.
Pip was walking down the street, head in the clouds as he hummed along with his Ipod. It wasn’t his normal deal, to be out when the sun was up, or to be without his skateboard or otherwise childish hoodlum entertainment. He was, however, running errands.
Which meant finding food that was not meant for undead, or the like. He still had to survive in their world.
Stepping into the corner market he eyed the rows of food with a disinterested face. Pip didn’t cook. It was why he remained so thin, and unfed looking. The boy lived off cereal, milk, and cheesy mac. Or anything else that was fairly tasty and easy to cook in a microwave.
The question today was…what did he want to buy?
Tags: felicity o'hanlon, open, pace ian patterson