Samuel Keir Bradley (thebrokenroad) wrote in unexpectedrpg, @ 2008-07-02 12:32:00 |
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Current mood: | calm |
Who: Sam and anyone who'd like to join
What: Working, meeting new friends?
Where: Crushes & Trills, Sam's music shop
When: June 18, 2002;
Rating: G
Status: Closed/Incomplete.
It was a slow day. No one had come in. Even the street out front looked deserted. What is with London, today? He leaned on the check out counter, chewing a pen and reading the liner notes of the current CD he had playing. Orff's Carmina Buranna. He'd taken off the normal stuff that played when the place was busy because he was getting sick of it and no one was in there anyway.
He glanced around the shop and took in the ecclectic feel, the rows and rows of CDs and records. It wasn't all high-tech and cold looking like HMV. Instead, it was warm and inviting, like a book shop. There was a listening booth at the back of the shop; something that was frequented often by his regular customers. He sold everything, from pop and rock to romantic and classical. This place filled him with a sense of pride. He'd made this shop work and be successful.
He wondered how Gabriel was doing. The little boy was spending the day with Grandma. So, at least he knew his son was in the best of care.
O Fortuna began and Sam closed his eyes. It was well known, yes. Often bastardized to sell crap, yes. So much so that Orff was likely rolling in his grave, but he did love it.
Just then, the bell on the door tinkled.