[ Christine prefers to stay by the counter every time Bertholdt enters. He's... so ridiculously tall he kinda scares her. At least he doesn't talk a lot, although she.. probably should have asked him to leave about an hour ago.
Now it's raining and... she bites her lip slightly before carefully calling out to him from where she stands. It's probably barely audible when one sits at that distance, but the store is quiet, the only sound coming from Christine pricing book and Bertholdt turning pages. ]
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Now it's raining and... she bites her lip slightly before carefully calling out to him from where she stands. It's probably barely audible when one sits at that distance, but the store is quiet, the only sound coming from Christine pricing book and Bertholdt turning pages. ]
Uhm... Mister... D-do you have an umbrella?