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"That'll be $14.72, sir. Cash or card?"

Purchases can be tracked on a card.

"Cash."

"ID, please?"

"Do I look like I'm underage, kid?"

"S-sorry sir, but I have to."

"Jesus. Fine, here."

"Thank you."

"Hurry up."

"Y-yes, done. Thank you for your business, Mr… Cliff."

"Clef, actually."


Clef popped open the tailgate to his 2009 Ford F-150 and peered inside before sliding in the six-pack of beer. It came to a rest between an utterly and completely impractical 2 bore elephant gun and a brand-new sledgehammer. Clef slammed the gate shut and pulled himself up into his driver's seat. He quickly tapped the steering wheel, wincing as the leather, warmed by the Alabama sun, made contact with his skin.

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