-gunsandvinyls-

||cb + specify (optional), muse has returned ; responses will be tomorrow some time! 

-TANGOTHEFTS

// anywhere, plss <33
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-TANGOTHEFTS

"Bozhe moi <my god>, your shop is amazing! Look at all these relics -- what?! The Beatles one, I can't believe it! Love all of this so much!"
          
          
          // <333

-TANGOTHEFTS

"You kidding? Of course I love them, every sane person does!" she said with a small laugh, looking at the general direction he had pointed at, before looking back at the owner of the shop -- a smile lingered on her face, until she somewhat sheepishly averted her gaze and focused on the vinyl records. "Yes! I mean -- I came looking for a particular band. The greatest, the best, The Rolling Stones! I'm open to suggestions too!"
            
            
            // <3333
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@-silverbirds ||
            
            The man looked up from the record player he was repairing at the counter and let a small smile creep across his face. “Ha! Well I’m glad that you enjoy them so much. Is there one in particular that’s caught your eye? There are quite a few originals near the back of The Police and Lynyrd Skynyrd if you like them.” He commented, using the screwdriver to point in the direction. 
            
            ||blessss! 
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-gunsandvinyls-

||cb for stressed brodie…
          
          The bills are due and money is tigggghhhttt—

-LOOKSBAD

// plssss <333
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-gunsandvinyls-

||cb or drop (I’m gonna get to them in the mornin)

-LOOKSBAD

// plss <33 here and Nat's xx
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trckrd

/        pick me pick me !!!!
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|| BRODIE SAMASON BAILEY aka. BRODIE BAYLOR
          
          “No no no don’t touch—that. Come on man, that’s a limited edition 1978 Styx record!” 
          
          loves the little things in life. The sound of electric guitars. Divorced dad rock (even though he’s neither of those). Helping out the spies on the run. The smell of old records. He lives a normal life, if you don’t count his small town music store that doubles as a safe house for those on the run.
          
          “I’m not a hotel. I’m not providing any room service, you want your sheets washed, there’s a washing machine down the hall.” 
          
          Brodie grew up listening to his aunt’s stories as a CIA agent and admired her greatly. Knowing he wouldn’t last a day in the field, he created a safe haven instead. For all those times his aunt told him she had to sleep in the woods. Just remember to tell him your favorite band is Wyld Stallyns, or he might have show you the door. 
          
          “You need anything, I’m right upstairs. Anything…that doesn’t involve blood or you’ll be picking up from the floor.” 

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@thedoctorlvr- || 
          
          “Alright alright you silly man. It is brilliant. I’ll give it that.” She couldn’t help but laugh under her breath as she kept scanning the books in front of her. “Well, you said it has every book in the universe right? Or seems like it would. It’s silly but I was just looking for a copy of Little Women. It was one of the books I seemed to like to read when I was younger.”