Eliot Spencer (_thatswhatido) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-07-16 08:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | dawn summers, eliot spencer |
Who: Eliot and Dawn
What: One more for the possession crew
When: Afternoonish, February 16th
Where: Random street
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
He was finding out that buying that old truck to get around in was more trouble than it was worth. Eliot knew enough about mechanics to keep it up and running, but it seemed like when he fixed one problem, another one appeared. The back brakes were getting ready to give up the ghost. It made sense, since he'd only replace the front after buying the vehicle. Who knew how long the back ones had been on there? It didn't make him any less annoyed that he had to make another trip to the auto parts store. They were starting to know him by name there - the name he was going by anyway.
Eliot drummed his fingers on the edge of the counter as the elderly man working at the register rang him up, slowly swiping bar codes under the scanner while he discussed the winter weather and what that would mean for crops come spring. When he caught a flicker of a look his way, Eliot quickly smiled and nodded, the perfect listener. Finally, the total appeared on the screen and he handed over the money. With a quickly murmured "thanks", he grabbed the two boxes, heading out before the conversation started over again.
After a quick stop at a nearby coffee shop for a cup of coffee, he headed for the truck parked a few blocks away. Both hands occupied, he finally had to set the boxes down to dig in his pockets for the keys.