Vitek revved into the newly available space in front of the gas station quickly to prevent any other driver from stealing it. His Jeep almost ran over the concrete curb in his haste. He hopped down from the vehicle, literally for it had it's suspension modified in it's past. Vitek loved his Jeep, it could go off road like nobody's business. He slammed the driver door shut and grabbed he handle of the gas station door with his tattooed hand. It lead up to his entire arm tattooed in various artworks compiling into a sleeve. Same with the opposite arm. He pulled it open and walked inside.

He had come here because of an ad in the paper. His old band had disbanded leaving him high and dry musically. He had taken up this offer because he was itching for some jammin. Looking over at the slushie machine he decided that he was a wee bit thirsty so he started fixing himself a large slushie.

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