|| @nxctiis || relationship meme ||

Belle slouched behind the counter, headphones on. She was working, just not very hard. But then again, the owner didn’t care. Belle was here for her music knowledge and because she was a whiz at the accounting and inventory. As long as the place stayed neat and nothing was stolen, he let her do whatever she wanted. Considering that music was going more and more to digital with most people, they sold to more a specialty crowd. They carried vinyls, cassettes, CDs, and any number of ways to listen to the music. But the real selling point was, as the boss man said, was the knowledge of their staff. 

With her coffee beside her and her large headphones covering her ears, Belle used her sunglasses to block everything else out. She was watching the shop, but she was mostly listening to Missy Elliot with her feet kicked up on the counter. Her dyed blue hair stuck up around her headphones, the only color she was wearing besides the dark poison green lipstick. Her studded leather jacket hung off the back of her chair and her t-shirt proclaimed her to be an Alien Sex Fiend.