Suzette was feeling a bit melancholy today, though she wouldn't readily admit it if anyone asked. She hadn't known Dean at all hardly, but still... damn shame.
Especially since he was cute.
There was a mix of
classic rock coming through the shop's stereo and for once it wasn't at full volume.
Suzette herself was just chilling behind the counter in her fav red upholstered chair and idly flipping through the latest issue of Rolling Stone. Chain smoking was a major go today.