hang on to your IQ
Was that store always in the Nexus? It was now. Time's gone all cuckoo-for-cocoa-puffs like that. It looks small and dark and fairly nondescript on the outside, with a plain sign that says 'THE CLOSET'. The logo is a coathanger, how classy. It's obviously a sex shop, which is made plain when one walks in the door; anyone who isn't clearly 18 is going to get carded, yes, and failure to produce ID means your ass is out the door. Sorry, someone just doesn't want to get arrested.
The inside is more colourful; the store's divided in three parts: toys, clothes, and videos. The videos are tucked away in the back (there's a sign: CLEAN OFF YOUR SPOOGE!!!), with the toys section being the first thing one sees when they come in. The store is clearly aimed less at people looking for novelty penis lollipops for bachelorette parties and more for people who really, really need a pair of leather wrist cuffs that won't chafe during their pony play.
The final part of the store contains rack after rack of stripper-worthy wear, adult costumes, and an entire wall filled with shoes (how very Brody), the vast majority ranging from 5 to 8 inch heels. The exit has a small plain sign printed from an inkjet printer:
YES, YOU ARE NOW
COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET! ☺
There's a willowy little wisp of a man standing behind the register; he looks tall only because he's standing on a raised dais, when he comes around it's clear how small he is, standing 5' 6" in three-inch heels. He'd look more severe, with his black hair and black clothes, if not for the lightness about him, the way he grins that infectious grin of his. Brody at 35 looks a lot like Brody at 15. Just... older.
"Well hey there, sugar. What can I do ya for?"
The inside is more colourful; the store's divided in three parts: toys, clothes, and videos. The videos are tucked away in the back (there's a sign: CLEAN OFF YOUR SPOOGE!!!), with the toys section being the first thing one sees when they come in. The store is clearly aimed less at people looking for novelty penis lollipops for bachelorette parties and more for people who really, really need a pair of leather wrist cuffs that won't chafe during their pony play.
The final part of the store contains rack after rack of stripper-worthy wear, adult costumes, and an entire wall filled with shoes (how very Brody), the vast majority ranging from 5 to 8 inch heels. The exit has a small plain sign printed from an inkjet printer:
YES, YOU ARE NOW
COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET! ☺
There's a willowy little wisp of a man standing behind the register; he looks tall only because he's standing on a raised dais, when he comes around it's clear how small he is, standing 5' 6" in three-inch heels. He'd look more severe, with his black hair and black clothes, if not for the lightness about him, the way he grins that infectious grin of his. Brody at 35 looks a lot like Brody at 15. Just... older.
"Well hey there, sugar. What can I do ya for?"