Date: 20/09
Time: Morning
Location: St. John's Market
Characters: Snicks
There were many things Snicks found odd and sometimes unsettling about his new home, chiefly, the sincere care people had for each other. The first time his neighbour had brought him a casserole (honest to heaven real lamb casserole), introduced herself and asked him how he was settling in ¨C well, Snicks regarded her with suspicion, answered her in monosyllabic and refused to eat the casserole for fear of poison.
Then it happened again, and again, and again. Sometimes the same people, sometimes different people, and eventually he realized they were actually sincere in their concerns and genuine in their desire to get to know him. it was incredibly unsettling. In the two years since his arrival he has accepted their genuine interest, even reciprocated it, but it never stopped his first instinct to be doubt and fear.
He rubbed his hands vigorously against his jeans as he psyched himself up for entering the general store; Sinjin¡¯s aggressive adoption tactics were starting to frighten him a little, he knew it came from a good place, but if he had to decline one more dinner invitation he was going to scream. It was draining being cornered and showered with affection.
Taking a deep breath he prayed to the sky that Aidan was behind the counter, or maybe one of their on and off again workers. There was a swooshing noise and a burst of hot air as the door opened, letting him into the bright and colourfully arranged store.
Hunching into his jacket to make himself appear smaller he crept around a few of the aisles, hoping to catch a glimpse of the counter. He turned a corner. His gaze wasn¡¯t focused on where he was going but out of his peripheral version he spied movement. Stopping himself short he started to fall over his toes, catching himself at the last minute and stopping himself from tumbling into the person in front of him.
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¡°Shit! Sorry,¡± he muttered, eyes on the ground, his heart rate already beginning to sky rocket.?
Open tag!
Jo