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Oct 26, 2015 15:13:44 GMT -5
Post by Casey Snyder on Oct 26, 2015 15:13:44 GMT -5
Shit ain't what it's supposed to be yet.. His mind went over what his shop was and what he wanted it to be. He had gotten enough money to expand, much like he had wanted but he had no real idea of how to go about doing it. That and he maybe needed some more people to help him in his shop. Lord knew that Rhys guy had been doing his fair share, but as with everyone else there just failed to be a click between him and Case. One of the major differences was that Casey enjoyed getting on peoples nerves and getting hurt, made him feel alive.
Enough of that for now, first off was getting a new place to place his shop in. His garage worked, but it wasn't the biggest and seeing as he led his daily life in it too he would often work where he ate. No matter who you were, that wasn't the dream. So perhaps it was time to invest in a second building, and money was of no issue there. Not that many things were an issue for Casey, but still.
Taking a bite out of the chicken sandwich he had just bought he looked around and grinned at all the people around him, towering above most of them and actually failing to see anyone topping his height, though he was sure there were taller people than him around.
Moving on he let his vision slide past stores as he was always on the lookout for new and exciting ideas to steal and use in his bikes, but to actually get the parts to get close to his vision was always tough, so he decided as of late to actually make some parts from scratch. He was sure to get some more customers that way.
Hell, he'd netted a few hundred grand deals this way already.
Enough of that for now, first off was getting a new place to place his shop in. His garage worked, but it wasn't the biggest and seeing as he led his daily life in it too he would often work where he ate. No matter who you were, that wasn't the dream. So perhaps it was time to invest in a second building, and money was of no issue there. Not that many things were an issue for Casey, but still.
Taking a bite out of the chicken sandwich he had just bought he looked around and grinned at all the people around him, towering above most of them and actually failing to see anyone topping his height, though he was sure there were taller people than him around.
Moving on he let his vision slide past stores as he was always on the lookout for new and exciting ideas to steal and use in his bikes, but to actually get the parts to get close to his vision was always tough, so he decided as of late to actually make some parts from scratch. He was sure to get some more customers that way.
Hell, he'd netted a few hundred grand deals this way already.
