Chloe Williams<br/><br/>Store<br/><br/>The day went by normally, people came and went, the usual cop coming for the morning cup of coffee and then patting Kilo before leaving for their duties. The typical older lady coming for her usual pastry with coffee and talking about old days past with her, from her children to her grandchildren it was always a pleasure to talk to her. The usual teen walking in bursting with energy and buying candy while others convincing their mother to buy them some candy, some did. Chloe sighed turning off the tv and putting on some classical music, even though she looked more like a punk girl she knew how to appreciate good music after all she was rather good with her guitar.<br/><br/>Disappearing to the backroom she came back with her guitar once the rush was over, normally only a few people entered which gave her time to just relax and play some tunes. Since she came here she knew that this town was something special, it was small and people knew each other on the most part. Did not took too much for her to find a good job and a good place to live once she got here, not like she did not had a bit of money saved up already but she hated not having anything to do so she volunteered for work at the store.<br/><br/>Richard, the owner of course did not wanted her to work without pay so he insisted to pay her somehow, the deal was her having her apartment for free and she would work for him. Looking down at Kilo she did remember how scared she was of the innocent dog, but he did had a intimidating face, once you got to know him however you knew otherwise.<br/><br/>The day moved into the night as she saw the sun go down, moving around the store and turning on the lights she sighed happily, “I love this town, do you Kilo?”. His ears perked up but he did not moved much while pretending to sleep or just resting. “Yeah I know you can hear me Kilo” she shook her head walking over to the seat behind the counter as she resumed watching tv while her fingers moved on the strings of the guitar.