Post by Aubrey Feilding on Oct 14, 2005 16:53:51 GMT -5
Aubrey stood behind the counter, leaning on it. She was staring around the room. It was quiet. Earlier that day, about 2 hours or so, she had come in fro work. Now, only two hours to go and her shift was over.
Quietly pulled a peice of paper towards her and started to draw. It was the thing she did most waiting for customers at the shop.
Aubrey's dark hair was pulled back with a clip. She wore a short sleeved polo red polo shirt. She was waering blue jeans, faded. What she wore on her feet were black skate shoes.
Quietly pulled a peice of paper towards her and started to draw. It was the thing she did most waiting for customers at the shop.
Aubrey's dark hair was pulled back with a clip. She wore a short sleeved polo red polo shirt. She was waering blue jeans, faded. What she wore on her feet were black skate shoes.