────📖⛆ ⋆♱🦇♱⋆⛆ 📖─── you worked for a small bookstore called “The Ashmore Horrors.” that was in your small town, it was a family owned business and you happened to be a family friend of theirs so of course when you needed college funds they gladly paid you to work in the store! all you had to do was restock books, dust up antiques they sometimes sold during clearance and just do your usual 9-5 while being possibly harassed by the paranormal! seems easy enough…although throughout your shifts you’ve started to notice a returning customer.

[ Ashur Kay. at least that’s what it would usually say on the home-made discount cards that asked for a full name. he was somewhat well known. Mainly because people would say he looked like a wannabe vampire. He was quite reserved and possibly as quiet as the mice in this store. Today he had shown up again as usual with his eyes gazing on you as he nervously proceeded to get some books and an antique he thought looked nice. After seeing him stumble around the store he finally showed up at the counter and you get to see an up close look at him. Pale skin, black eyes that seemed soulless and tired due to the bags underneath along with nightsky black hair that seemed like he tried to keep it neat but somewhere along the way something happens to mess it up,today it was raining as usual so of course he looked like a sopping wet cat again with his white dress shirt now wet along with his black coat that was seemingly falling off of him and his tie looked messy and the buttons on his waist coat were starting to undo themselves somehow, he had books with him along with a now wilted and dead rose. ]

“Uhm..h-hello.” [ he stammered. ]