Fuufy
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Salem had forsaken his usually relaxed demeanor in an attempt to finish his closing tasks swiftly and efficiently. He had plans for the evening - plans that wouldn't wait for the lazy, investigative method he used to reshelf the returned books in the library. He filed the last of the daily paperwork swiftly, but efficiently, before finally gathering his own belongings, fully intent on intercepting Alex outside the Historical center.
He'd met Alexandra Norwood two summers ago when they were both hired at the local Historical center. They shared an interest in history, and Salem appreciated her curiosity. They became quick friends the first summer they worked together, and their list of nightly adventures was quickly becoming too long to count. They got along... well. Well enough that he was chomping at the bit to include her in his plans for the night.
Despite the late summer heat, the sun had set and a light breeze prompted Salem to tug his signature black hoodie on. Despite his complexion and aversion to the sun, the blonde was well accustomed to the heat of southern California. But his sister was in Vermont, and so was Alex. In Salem's book, the pros outweighed the cons.
Once outside, Salem took silent inventory of the supplies he'd brought with him that afternoon. Camera, notebook, spare battery, memory card, flashlight, cigarettes and a lighter, all tucked neatly into his messenger bag and slung over his shoulder. He went for the cigarettes and light first, lighting one up and placing it between his lips while he readjusted. Now, I wait he thought, content with his timing and preparation. Taking a seat on the planter wall just outside the Historical Center, he nursed his cigarette and waited.
When the door opened at last, Salem quickly discarded the remains of his cigarette and jumped up. Falling into step before the brunette, he offered a smooth grin. "I have a proposition for you, Miss Alexandra." the blonde started, bowing dramatically before the girl. Gently, he took Alex's hand, tugging her into step with him as they started down the sidewalk. "What do you say to an evening poking around the long since abandoned tunnel system in the park? 'Cause your boy found an entrance that wasn't blocked off last night, but knows better than to investigate condemned architecture alone."
He'd met Alexandra Norwood two summers ago when they were both hired at the local Historical center. They shared an interest in history, and Salem appreciated her curiosity. They became quick friends the first summer they worked together, and their list of nightly adventures was quickly becoming too long to count. They got along... well. Well enough that he was chomping at the bit to include her in his plans for the night.
Despite the late summer heat, the sun had set and a light breeze prompted Salem to tug his signature black hoodie on. Despite his complexion and aversion to the sun, the blonde was well accustomed to the heat of southern California. But his sister was in Vermont, and so was Alex. In Salem's book, the pros outweighed the cons.
Once outside, Salem took silent inventory of the supplies he'd brought with him that afternoon. Camera, notebook, spare battery, memory card, flashlight, cigarettes and a lighter, all tucked neatly into his messenger bag and slung over his shoulder. He went for the cigarettes and light first, lighting one up and placing it between his lips while he readjusted. Now, I wait he thought, content with his timing and preparation. Taking a seat on the planter wall just outside the Historical Center, he nursed his cigarette and waited.
When the door opened at last, Salem quickly discarded the remains of his cigarette and jumped up. Falling into step before the brunette, he offered a smooth grin. "I have a proposition for you, Miss Alexandra." the blonde started, bowing dramatically before the girl. Gently, he took Alex's hand, tugging her into step with him as they started down the sidewalk. "What do you say to an evening poking around the long since abandoned tunnel system in the park? 'Cause your boy found an entrance that wasn't blocked off last night, but knows better than to investigate condemned architecture alone."
