He cleared his throat and glanced around the room looking quite apologetic for surprising the owner. He echoed her laugher with an uneasy chuckle that escaped him. Even as she assured him she was open for new clients, his eyes scanned the mess of papers behind the counter that suggested otherwise.
“Okay…” He seemed willing to accept her promise though he’d surveyed evidence to the contrary.
Her hand thrust at him brought his from the hiding spot in his pocket. He shook her hand briefly with a firm grip. “Owen.” His first name was all he had to offer.
He glanced down at his feet unsure of whether he was supposed to give some sort of fact about himself. Unemployed veteran drifter/hitchhiker? He had nothing to offer in terms of witty repartees to match her playful nature. A series of nervous ‘hehs’ came out in response to her greeting instead. Owen was still acclimating to the world of socializing after a month of solitude in the mountains.
He was grateful for Odin to capture her attention for a moment while he collected himself. “Sure. His name is Odin.”
The dog sniffed curiously at her fingers and leaned into her scratching while his tail beat the floor. Normally, he was adorned with a vest that signaled he was a service dog, but Owen had removed it for their hike finding no need to prove to the trees and rocks that his dog was allowed to be there. That was for buildings like libraries and supermarkets. If inspected the tags on his neck would reveal his purpose stating ‘Odin’ on one side and on the other having a C.A.F. symbol and the words ‘veteran’s service dog’ around it.
Owen accepted the paperwork and continued to fill out the portions designated for him. He nodded as he listened to her speak of lodging arrangements in town and the list of businesses needing help.
“Oh -” The pen faltered in his hand when she mentioned her own business. He couldn’t think of a better job that would allow him to be around Odin without any fuss. “You need help here?” As if he hadn't figured that out upon surveying her filing system.
He scratched out the line that he’d messed up on and painstakingly tried to write around it in tiny script. “What are - the - um, qualifications that you’re looking for? If you don’t mind me asking?” He chuckled nervously and cleared his throat again. The paper work that had been completed sloppily due his distraction and poor penmanship was pushed back towards her. He wasn’t confident that his form filling out skills were a great sign that he would be a capable employee.
Owen had never held a civilian job before and had no idea how to go about asking a cute girl in tiny shorts for employment. He had never even been on an interview before. The military needed bodies and he had happened to have a sizable and working body. It had been as simple as passing a medical exam and completing basic training.
“Okay…” He seemed willing to accept her promise though he’d surveyed evidence to the contrary.
Her hand thrust at him brought his from the hiding spot in his pocket. He shook her hand briefly with a firm grip. “Owen.” His first name was all he had to offer.
He glanced down at his feet unsure of whether he was supposed to give some sort of fact about himself. Unemployed veteran drifter/hitchhiker? He had nothing to offer in terms of witty repartees to match her playful nature. A series of nervous ‘hehs’ came out in response to her greeting instead. Owen was still acclimating to the world of socializing after a month of solitude in the mountains.
He was grateful for Odin to capture her attention for a moment while he collected himself. “Sure. His name is Odin.”
The dog sniffed curiously at her fingers and leaned into her scratching while his tail beat the floor. Normally, he was adorned with a vest that signaled he was a service dog, but Owen had removed it for their hike finding no need to prove to the trees and rocks that his dog was allowed to be there. That was for buildings like libraries and supermarkets. If inspected the tags on his neck would reveal his purpose stating ‘Odin’ on one side and on the other having a C.A.F. symbol and the words ‘veteran’s service dog’ around it.
Owen accepted the paperwork and continued to fill out the portions designated for him. He nodded as he listened to her speak of lodging arrangements in town and the list of businesses needing help.
“Oh -” The pen faltered in his hand when she mentioned her own business. He couldn’t think of a better job that would allow him to be around Odin without any fuss. “You need help here?” As if he hadn't figured that out upon surveying her filing system.
He scratched out the line that he’d messed up on and painstakingly tried to write around it in tiny script. “What are - the - um, qualifications that you’re looking for? If you don’t mind me asking?” He chuckled nervously and cleared his throat again. The paper work that had been completed sloppily due his distraction and poor penmanship was pushed back towards her. He wasn’t confident that his form filling out skills were a great sign that he would be a capable employee.
Owen had never held a civilian job before and had no idea how to go about asking a cute girl in tiny shorts for employment. He had never even been on an interview before. The military needed bodies and he had happened to have a sizable and working body. It had been as simple as passing a medical exam and completing basic training.
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