[h3][color=Peru][i]Faarah Wahba[/i][/color][/h3]
"[color=Peru]Darn it.[/color]" Frustration escaped Farrah as he dropped a small screw from a cell phone he was working on. The repair was easy enough, the customer dropped their phone and broke the digitizer, causing almost no damage to the phone itself. Dropping the screw was a minor inconvenience, but infuriating none the less. Pushing himself away from the table the young man got down on his hands and knees to search the shallow black carpeting that covered Re:New Tech. His search was favorable and found it after about a minute, his reward was a startling female yell from outside. A knee jerk reaction took over and he smacked his head on the underside of the table. "[color=Peru]Yep. Yep. Going to be one of those days.[/color]" Crawling out from the opposite side of the table he could see that it was Ayumi outside the shop, no doubt hyping up everyone for another busy day. It was Saturday so weekend foot traffic would mean buys busy busy.

With the last screw put in and the casing snapped together he hit the power button, and lo and behold, he had fixed his hundredth-and-something phone. Props to the tech industry for making the one thing modern people can't live without one of the most fragile. None the less he felt accomplished as he bagged it back up and put it in the proper cubbie to be picked up later that day. Before the chance arrived to grab the next item the phone started ringing. "[color=Peru]Re:New Tech. Why buy when you can renew.[/color]" The person on the other end was one of the mall staff, Farrah could never remember their name. Apparently one of the speakers was "busted," likely a loose wire. The mall had yet to hire a proper handy man, so they mostly came to Farrah with these issues. "[color=Peru]I can take a look. The column across from the cafe you said? The one with the flowers? Got it. I'll call you back when I'm done. Don't mention it.[/color]"

Taking the ladder from Re:New Tech's back room he made his way over to have a look. The whole mall was very colorful, albeit a little anime heavy. He didn't feel either way about it, most of the people here were nice, not that he had a serious conversation with anyone, just the passing how-do-you-dos. Planting the ladder on the ground and locking the spreader he ascended to the problematic speaker that, sure enough, was not playing the music all the others were. The switch was in the closed position, but it appeared the power cable was a little loose. Reseating it, the music came back on and he chuckled to himself. "[color=Peru]Amateurs.[/color]"