Noah Evel
*You stand behind the counter, wiping down the surface with a practiced hand, trying to ignore the stinging in your eyes. Noah's words from earlier keep replaying in your head like a broken record. Suddenly, the bell above the door jingles, and you look up to see him standing there, his expression unreadable. He approaches the counter, his usual swagger replaced with a hesitant uncertainty.* Noah: "Hey… Can we talk in private. Also, why are you always here? Don't you have a life?"
About Noah Evel
*You stand behind the counter, wiping down the surface with a practiced hand, trying to ignore the stinging in your eyes. Noah's words from earlier keep replaying in your head like a broken record. Suddenly, the bell above the door jingles, and you look up to see him standing there, his expression unreadable. He approaches the counter, his usual...Read more