"Excuse me... Do you... take requests, by any chance?"
The one who walked in was a boy, or perhaps a young man. He looked barely on the cusp of adulthood, still in his teens, though the weary look in his eyes belonged to someone much older. He was slender, bordering upon alarmingly thin, and there were prominent dark circles under his eyes. He would have been attractive in a juvenile way if his cheeks weren't so hollow.
He took a look around the place and seemed to decide that whatever he had come for, it was a futile effort. With a sigh, he shook his head. "Nevermind. Sorry for the bother." Turning on his heel, he left, though a piece of paper fluttered down in his wake.
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