Mall-time adventures continued
Who: Preston Marlowe, Open and anyone who works at Fix-it
What: Attempting to get his RPG launcher fixed
Where: Fix-it store
When: Nearing sunset
Warnings: None
Preston had been wandering around for a while now and was beginning to lose hope. That was until he had found a store called Fix-it. 'Perhaps they could help me.' Thought Preston as he walked into the store. Looking around at the various gadgets inside Preston looked for anybody who resembled an employee of the store. Stopping at the front desk Preston called out, "Hello is there anybody here who could help?"
What: Attempting to get his RPG launcher fixed
Where: Fix-it store
When: Nearing sunset
Warnings: None
Preston had been wandering around for a while now and was beginning to lose hope. That was until he had found a store called Fix-it. 'Perhaps they could help me.' Thought Preston as he walked into the store. Looking around at the various gadgets inside Preston looked for anybody who resembled an employee of the store. Stopping at the front desk Preston called out, "Hello is there anybody here who could help?"