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Angie's Cafe (again)
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| (fairly certain this was supposed to be a setting)
| What is happening here!?
| (I meant for this to be a continuation of an older thread I did but screwed up the title (I.e. no setting)
| (I'm still a bit green to this whole affair)
| >Angie's gaze flicks from the book the the Radio squatting on the counter, she sighs and tries to beat it into life, to no avail.
| >A green and black haired girl walks into the cafe, a mask covering her face. she looks around, before sighing and taking a seat
| >Angie looks up and waves, leaning on the counter.
| >The masked girl looks around a bit
"Rough times huh? What happened to the radio?"
| >Angie winces.
"A friend of mine threw a chair at it. And if you think the radio is bad."
>She gestures to the boarded up windows.
| "Ah i see... If you don't mind, may i see the radio? I might be able to fix it, though I can't do much for the window."
| >with a shrug she pushes it towards the girl.
| >The girl picks up the radio, rotating it in her hand a few times before turning around and doing.... *something* to it. After a while she manages to put some life into it, as an classic old radio tune starts playing throughout the cafe. She turns around and places the radio back on the counter, a few strings of thread or wire hanging off it.
| >She tweaks the radio around, the crackle and white noise reminded me of my grandpop's house as I stare into the abyss.
| >A girl in her early 20s walks by the Cafe, and noticed there's people
"Think I could use a drink before going home... hope it's still open..."
>She puts out the cigarette and enter the Cafe
| >Angie slides the girl a mug and winks, turning and smiling at the newcomer.
| >>254745 "Oh thanks."
>She sips the drink given by the owner
"Hey miss owner, can you tell me what happened to your place? It's all shoddy and stuff... no offense."
| >Angie turns about and begins to clean mugs.
"Well a couple of friends busted up the place when trying to (in their words) "apprehend a suspect" And when you weigh a tonne and a half a window and door frame ain't no obstacle."
| >The door bell clings and in walks a tall man wearing and orange rabbit mask... He sighs and takes it off revealing his messy unkempt hair and glasses, he sits down and exhales.
"Coffee... You got it right? I'll take some..."
| >The masked girl seems visually unconfortable at the sudden arrival of more people
"Er... *ahem* i'd like some coffee"
| >>254773 "I see."
>The girl noticed someone comes in
"Guess I should let you get back to work"
(I'm the same person as >>0446ab)
| >Angie turns to the newcomers and smiles broadly
"Sure thing strangers. Black or can I get you something else?"
| "Yeah just black..."
>The man sighs and sits down far way from the other people...
| >With a flurry, Angie pours out a mug and slides it down the counter.
| "T-Thank you..."
>He sips and out his hand on his cheek staring off into nothing
| >Angie breezes past the masked girl sets down a mug of coffee thence returns to her book.
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| >The night is uncomfortably warm. The lights are on the fritz and radio is still broken. A flustered and slightly sweaty Angie waits behind the counter. Flicking through a battered paperback. occasional glancing at the new door.