<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Keeper Post</span><br/><hr/><br/>The door of the general store opened, the bells hung on the inside part collided with the wood and alerted the clerk at the cashier to the presence of a customer. The young man, probably not even older than 20, glanced up at the peculiarly-dressed female who had opened the door. A quick glance and an eyebrow raised was all that the young man would give, before returning his focus to the Nintendo Switch he was playing. To the knowledgable and to those who have experienced the sounds of a particular game, would know that he was playing Animal Crossing.<br/><br/>Compared with the whitewashed exteriors of the RV's and mobile homes parked outisde, the inside of the general store was a sea of colors. On one side were a variety of foodstuffs, like canned food, jerky, trail mix and a whole section dedicated to candy. On metal shelves in the middle of the store were an assortment of toys, some of which were intended for use at the pool conveniently located next to the store, fenced off with a gate that only allowed park users who were issued a key to get in. Other items included tourist items like souvenir apparel, mugs, Smokey the Bear figurines, and Mt. Shasta postcards and magnets. On the opposite wall were items that had more practicality, such as firewood for bonfires, lighter fluid, batteries, and flashlights. The counter where the cashier, named Jake as read on his crooked name tag, was adorned with more tourist items, even a miniature, fake bear rug that was soft to the touch, plus some jars of sweeter candies.<br/><br/>Jake put down his Switch when he saw Alyssa approach. She was pretty, but dressed weird and his first assumption of her was that she was an Amish girl who was off the reservation and as they call it, "running around." This was sort of evidenced by how she cautiously approached the counter. He spoke up, "Can I help you, miss?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Hunters permitted to reply to this post:</em>Alyssa Strum