Anthony was bored. Not for any real reason, but a dull job working part time at the grocery store doesn't exactly make for an enjoyable time. Day in and day out, it was scan, bag, "Have a nice day!". He had worked at the same place since he was a teenager, having to pitch in as soon as he was old enough. His mom had worked two jobs ever since his father had left her and his two sons. Anthony had only been a baby.
In Moonlight Falls, the citizens, at least, were a varied bunch. Witches and werewolves, fairies and vampires, ghosts and normal Sims all living together, whether peacefully or unpeacefully. And Anthony, no matter how much he wished it wasn't true, was part of the Supernatural bunch. Specifically, a werewolf. You wouldn't know it by looking at him. He wore glasses, was almost worryingly pale, and was about as gawky as one could get. Yet when the full moon rose, he was Alpha material. But he didn't like to talk about it. In fact, the only people who knew about his condition were his mother and his older brother Colin. It would have been difficult for Colin not to know, as Colin was the one that turned him. But that's another story.
Anthony was doing his job just like any other day, when someone caught his attention. "Hey there!" called a girl. He dutifully walked over to her, smiling politely.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"Yes, I just wanted to double check if I could hang my flyers outside. I don't want to give anyone extra work tearing them down." She smiled. Anthony felt his mood lift. She was just so cheery it was hard not to feel the same way. He couldn't help but notice how pretty she was, too. Dark skinned, with bright blue eyes, a beauty mark on her lip, and black hair in a bob underneath a...witch's hat? Anthony looked again. In addition to the hat, she had a wand on her belt. Definitely a witch.
"Um, yeah. You're allowed, as long as you put it on the corkboard and not the glass." He replied. Man, it was always so hard for him to talk to strangers, but he had learned to deal with it. The girl smiled and ran off, pinning a few flyers to the corkboard before walking in the direction of the bookstore. Anthony couldn't help but wonder who she was.
As soon as his shift ended, Anthony walked out the door. The moon had risen, but luckily for him it wasn't full tonight. He looked around, before going up to the corkboard and pulling down one of the flyers the girl had left earlier.
Looking for someone with good gathering skills to aid an aspiring alchemist. Must be a Young Adult or older. Payment will be free room and board. Must also love cats! If interested, contact Theresa Novinium.
There was a number at the bottom of the page. Anthony considered it, carefully folding the flier and sticking it in his pocket. A place to stay...it would certainly take a weight off his mother's shoulders. He didn't mind cats, and his condition did serve to make him a good gatherer. It seemed like a good deal. He hailed a cab home and decided to call the number in the morning.
