06-22-2020, 11:06 AM
#794044[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 2.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]❝ You got this written down in your brains, yeah? ❞ Tommy grumbled to a young couple. Visitors from the East, they said. He shuffled closer to the middle of the street in the village, pointing down the street before looking back at them. ❝ You go all the way down this street, yeah? When you see the little clock tower, you turn right. You got that? ❞ He stared at the couple expectantly as they nodded. ❝ Tell me what I just said. ❞
❝ At the clock tower, turn right. ❞ The woman nodded, Tommy humming before looking back down the street. ❝ Right… Right- uh. Yeah. Turn right and continue yourself down until you see a large - uh - a large opening, yeah? The library is on the left. ❞ ❝ Thank you, sir. Have a nice day! ❞ The man in the couple thanked Tom with a pleased smile before the couple were on their way, getting lost in the busy street as they went off in search of the library. Tommy hummed before returning as they began to walk away, ❝ Yeh, I am. ❞
Tommy’s shoulders slumped as he stared down the street, blinking in silence, before he theatrically shuffled around to look up at the signpost. The Welcome Centre pointed in that very direction, Tommy’s features scrunching up before he realized what he had done. ❝ Oh, bugger- ❞ He mumbled beneath his breath, sighing before shuffling back to face the direction he’d set the couple off in. He’d directed them to the entirely wrong place. The library was on the other side of the village.
Well, this only proved that he ain’t here to play tour guide for any of these visitors. He wasn’t good with directions, but who could blame him? For a village, this was a pretty fuckin’ massive village where all the streets looked the same. So what if he didn’t know where the library was? Well. Tom shrugged it off swiftly. It sounded like it had just become a personal problem, hadn't it?
❝ At the clock tower, turn right. ❞ The woman nodded, Tommy humming before looking back down the street. ❝ Right… Right- uh. Yeah. Turn right and continue yourself down until you see a large - uh - a large opening, yeah? The library is on the left. ❞ ❝ Thank you, sir. Have a nice day! ❞ The man in the couple thanked Tom with a pleased smile before the couple were on their way, getting lost in the busy street as they went off in search of the library. Tommy hummed before returning as they began to walk away, ❝ Yeh, I am. ❞
Tommy’s shoulders slumped as he stared down the street, blinking in silence, before he theatrically shuffled around to look up at the signpost. The Welcome Centre pointed in that very direction, Tommy’s features scrunching up before he realized what he had done. ❝ Oh, bugger- ❞ He mumbled beneath his breath, sighing before shuffling back to face the direction he’d set the couple off in. He’d directed them to the entirely wrong place. The library was on the other side of the village.
Well, this only proved that he ain’t here to play tour guide for any of these visitors. He wasn’t good with directions, but who could blame him? For a village, this was a pretty fuckin’ massive village where all the streets looked the same. So what if he didn’t know where the library was? Well. Tom shrugged it off swiftly. It sounded like it had just become a personal problem, hadn't it?
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