Day 49: Noon - Wicker Street
He really should have known better.
Despite Sheena's insistence, he hadn't found so much as a sniff of a music store in this town. There'd been an electronics shop, but one, he didn't have any money, and two, he didn't have any cds to play even if he bought one of their lame cd players. CD? Seriously? Talk about old school.
Which left him wandering the town for lack of anything better to do. He was stuck under an awning while he watched the water run off and into the street. Normally he would just wander, but his hoodie wasn't exactly waterproof. He'd end up soaked in a matter of minutes. It was a chore enough to keep up this hair without worrying about looking like a spiky drowned rat.
Crossing his arms, he leaned against the nearest wall and glanced up and down the street. A restaurant, a toy shop, was that a pet shop further down? None of them stores he would usually enter. And if they didn't even have a decent music selection, odds were they wouldn't have any tin pin slammers at the toy store either. Talk about lame.
[Mr. H]
Despite Sheena's insistence, he hadn't found so much as a sniff of a music store in this town. There'd been an electronics shop, but one, he didn't have any money, and two, he didn't have any cds to play even if he bought one of their lame cd players. CD? Seriously? Talk about old school.
Which left him wandering the town for lack of anything better to do. He was stuck under an awning while he watched the water run off and into the street. Normally he would just wander, but his hoodie wasn't exactly waterproof. He'd end up soaked in a matter of minutes. It was a chore enough to keep up this hair without worrying about looking like a spiky drowned rat.
Crossing his arms, he leaned against the nearest wall and glanced up and down the street. A restaurant, a toy shop, was that a pet shop further down? None of them stores he would usually enter. And if they didn't even have a decent music selection, odds were they wouldn't have any tin pin slammers at the toy store either. Talk about lame.
[Mr. H]