Pixie Dust, Friday

[ashockingbitch]

Whether or not Jenny had found herself in an elf costume yesterday was a secret she would take to her grave, as she hadn't left her room all day. Today found her doing inventory at Pixie Dust--except for during the lunch hour, of course, when the store was closed for Jenny to participate in the student body's governance (God help them all)--and wondering where the bloody hell all these Christmas ornaments kept coming from.

Pixie Dust was open.