This was the first night shift Trip had had in awhile. As a morning person, he much preferred the day shifts, but he didn’t really mind. He worked as hired muscle for the auction floor of the Black Lion Trading HQ in Lion’s Arch: acting as a bouncer for rowdy participants and helping with general clean up. It wasn’t that glamorous 9:00-5:00 office job he dreamed of, but it was a start at least.
Cleaning up the auction floor was his favourite part—he’d always had a knack for organizing and tidying up. It was far more engaging than standing around trying to look intimidating. Not to mention less pressuring.
Tonight it was just him and Mr. Sraff, an unusually tall asura, tidying up and closing the floor. They didn’t really talk much. Mr. Sraff was friendly enough but he usually worked nights and Trip worked days—they just didn’t see each other often. When he first saw him that night, the two exchanged pleasantries as they usually did, donned their work armour (oh how Trip wished for a tie), and simply went to business as usual.
Mr. Sraff was sweeping near the back as Trip took care of putting away the chairs. Carefully but swiftly, Trip made his way down the aisles stacking up the chairs and moving them to the wall. He’d just about finished when he noticed
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