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Pixie Dust, Sunday

Eric had come into the store for his first shift a little anxious, what with never having had a job before, or even considering needing one like this. It wasn't, after all, like he really needed the money. The chance to be around the clothes, however, was something he couldn't pass up.

His first order of business was to check through the most recent stock and make notes about which suppliers they could stop dealing with, and which seemed to actually have some promise for providing recent fashions. He'd leave the recommendations for Romeo to look at when his shift was over.

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If Eric looks to busy, or you know just what you're looking for.

If you want help making some selections, or you just stopped by to chat.

The clothes at Pixie Dust were just a little too ~~normal~~ boring for Harper, but she'd put up with it just to visit her crush.

"Eric! You got a job here? That is so cool!" she squealed.

"... Hi, Harper," Eric said. You could just see the enthusiasm pouring off of him. Really.

"How's it going?" he asked, in an effort to be polite. He needed to figure out some way to let her down gently, as doing his best to avoid her didn't seem to be working.

"I brought you a present," said Harper, holding out a small box wrapped with newspaper.

Inside, there was a bracelet made from mismatched safety pins, paperclips and colored beads.

Eric stared at the bracelet for a moment before doing his best to smile. "Uh, thanks, Harper," he said. "It's... nice.

"Look, Harper, I was... I was just thinking... You... know about me, right?"

"Of course I know about you!" said Harper.

She didn't, actually.

Eric blinked. "You do?" he asked. "Then... You know that I'm gay?"

"You're gay?" repeated Harper, honestly surprised. "Well... you aren't seeing anyone right now, are you?"

"Well, no, but-"

Eric just sort of stared at Harper. He... really didn't know how to respond to that.

"Then maybe you should just give me a chance! We could be perfect together," said Harper.

She was nothing if not persistent.

"Except for the part where I don't like girls, Harper. That's kind of what gay means."

Eric really rather hoped that this didn't backfire on him horribly.

"But I'm not like other girls," protested Harper.

Eric blinked. "... Yeah, but you're a girl."

"Again, I don't see why that's a problem," said Harper. She was too stubborn to get it.

"But anyway, I have to run and finish packing. I can't believe it's just about time to move back to the dorms."

"It's-" Eric felt like nothing so much as banging his head on the countertop. He began to think fondly of the booze that Romeo had said was kept under the cash.

"You know, Harper? Never mind. I'll see you back at the cabins later."

As I've mentioned on other posts, around off-and-on through the afternoon -- my roommate and I are, appropriately enough, going clothes shopping. More accurately, going clothes-shopping for him. This should be fun. :D

And I should, yeah, be around all evening.

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Pixie Dust, Sunday

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