wonkas; saturday
The last time Flick had been here, he'd gotten candy chucked at his head. Last weekend, he'd thought he was pushing forty and had better things to do than work in a candy shop. But, he was back today, propped up behind the counter with his phone out.
Joi was on the other end, relaying some information she'd found out from her time in New York. It was making Flick's skin prickle and some tension creep up his neck. Alumni related, of course, and not anything good. He typed back a response and took a few breaths.
Maybe he'd have to go to New York soon.
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Joi was on the other end, relaying some information she'd found out from her time in New York. It was making Flick's skin prickle and some tension creep up his neck. Alumni related, of course, and not anything good. He typed back a response and took a few breaths.
Maybe he'd have to go to New York soon.
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