[center][h1][color=Orange]Bartholomew Whitlock[/color][/h1][/center]
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Having completed preping his normal station, Tholo looked at the time on a clock that hung on one of the oiled stained walls of the shop. Seeing how he still had some time to kill before the business would be up and ready he decided that he could use at least another cup of coffee. He left the shop locking the door before walking down the street a ways before entering Coffee Central. While he wasn't a regular, Tholo liked to think he came by enough to at least be somewhat familiar. His order hardly took long, it was alsways the same, just straight black coffee. While the repair shop did have a break room with it's own coffee maker, most of the time it tasted awful and half the time it just seemed to not work.

Once getting his cup of coffee he sat down at an open booth grabbing a free paper to look over the latest news in the town. Of course the disappearances were at the top of the paper but he decided to skim over that instead of focusing on it. Looking out the window, it still somewhat surprised him how many stalls were going up so early in the day. A part of him felt disappointed he wouldn't be able to make it during the night but safety was more important then risk turning in the middle of the town.