Axle Davis
Axle Davis. Business owner, and former photographer for Barrett Industries in New York City. He was fired because of his ex-wife. Saved about 100,000 and moved to Paris to start over.
It was morning in the middle of July, when Axle hears his alarm going off. It was 6 am. "Ugh! Too early!" He reached over and shut it off. "Well like they say. The Early bird gets the worm." With that he got up to get dressed for the day.
Axle was about 5'6 and weighed 165 pounds. Age, 38 years old. Did he look it? Not at all. He had very nice brown hair that was always placed perfectly on the right side. He had beautiful hazel eyes, and tattoos covering his arms and hands.
Axle Walked over to the bathroom mirror and looked at himself for a minute, as he splashed cold water onto his face to wake himself up. "Well hopefully I can get more stuff done today." He said to himself, as he took his morning piss and pulled his Calvin Klein's over his nice package and got dressed.
It was about 6:15 when he made himself a cup of coffee and headed out for the day, as he shut the door behind him and locked up.
It was a small town where he lived, that Axle just walked everywhere. That was the perks when you lived right in the middle of Town. About five minutes into his journey, he seen a little corner store with a sign on the door that read new and used cameras. He walked in as the clerk looked up and smiles at him.
She was older maybe in her late 50's. She was wearing a jumpsuit that looked like it was from the late 60's. Her name tag read Anne. "Bonjour monsieur" axle nodded at her as he spoke. "Bonjour madame, parlez-vous?" She nodded. "Little bit." As she held her pointer and thumb about an inch away from each other. "I just need a camera." Axle said to her pointing to the ones on the wall. "Oh new business?" Anne asked him.
Axle was hesitant on telling her. "An adult video and photography industry." Anne turned red. "I see." A few seconds later, Axle spotted the one he has been looking for. "The D3500..."
Anne looked at him. "Like camera's?" Axle nodded. "I want this one." Anne shook her head. "Lots of money. €1600. I do have this one though. Cheaper €1000."
Axle shook his head no. "I want the D3500." Anne looked at him shocked. "My apologies monsieur. I thought..." Axle chuckled. "You thought because I don't flaunt my nice clothes I don't have any money." He shook his head. "Have a good day Madame. With that he grabbed his new camera and left the store.
