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Post by Lovino Vargas on Mar 26, 2012 21:26:26 GMT -5
Lovino grumbled to himself, hefting the box in his arms higher. He had to plod all the way across the city because some rich, snobby restaurant owner wanted some damn mushrooms. But hey, whatever... He was getting paid for this. Sort of.
Keeping his glaring gaze mostly on the ground, Lovino continued on his way through the Western side of the city. Stupid restaurant. Stupid mushrooms. Stupid-
Oh. There it was. Il Lupo.
"Finally..." Lovino grumbled, and shoved open the restaurant's door with his shoulder.
He knew his bosses usually liked him to use the rear entrances, so as not to reveal working-class people to the high-class public, but hell if he cared.
"Hey! Delivery!" he called loudly, expression deadpan.
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