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[info]quitethecharmer @ 08:39 pm: He does his best to straighten his hair as he approaches the shop.

The wind rustles a bush behind him, and the hair on his neck stands up. He stops in his tracks, and turns around slowly.

Nothing, and more nothing.

He scolds himself for being jumpy, and opens the door. "Jenny?"
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