11-01-2014, 04:14 AM
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| Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
Posts: 7,958
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Brooks Robertser
Gryffindor Seventh Year |  Ern's Walmart Greeter
Juice bar.
See? Something he was actually qualified for. As far as food went? Nah. He couldn't cook. He didn't know much about food. Sure, Els had gotten him a cookbook a few years back, but that was mostly so he could cook things for her. And he only ever really mastered one dish. Spaghetti. Which.... he was pretty sure most people had that dish down. It wasn't anything special.
Coul moved behind the juice bar, skimming the menu. He was mostly familiar with making mixed drinks and these... weren't really that. Mostly stuff he could purchase at a store and pour into a glass? But hey, if they wanted to pay him for that, he was fine with that.
He took a seat and propped his feet up.
It was sort of his break anyway... His other boss wouldn't mind this stuff normally. Did they care here?
Shrug.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________
_____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine
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