Thud.
Lillian dropped the nail on the wooden counter and asked, "Can I buy this?"
The man, who was seated behind the counter with a newspaper in hand and a wooden chair underneath him, looked up from his newspaper with a yawn before giving the metal nail a glance.
He held it in his hand and looked for a price tag on the object. But after not finding one, he sighed and stood up from his chair.
"One moment, please."
He turned around and opened the slit in the tent behind him. And once he did, a boisterous laugh spilt inside the tent. Both Lillian and the man looked inside, only to find a well-fit man enjoying the company of two women on a red couch.
The man working the counter sighed and pinched the gap between his brows at his partner's lustful behaviour. Closing the slit, he turned to Lillian with an apologetic expression, "Sorry about him... He needs to have some woman around him to stay sane in this place."
