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Pixie Dust, Wednesday [1/5]

One of Shelley's resolutions for the new year was to be a better employee, which in addition to making sure she was up to date on all the trends, included occasionally picking up a broom and sweeping the store. "Hello, Mr. Dust Bunny," she said to the fur ball forming on the floor. "I'm sorry to say I'm going to have to ask you to leave the premises."

She swept the pile into a dustpan and dropped it in the trash. "Don't worry, I'll be sending some friends along for the journey," she said reassuringly and turned to go sweep up another section of the store.

Pixie Dust is opened for business!

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I mean, she's already talking to trash, so she would probably appreciate some human interaction.

Against her better judgment, Charlie had gone and found the so called Pixie Dust store. The blonde on the counter didn't look like much, but after meeting Jono...yeah, she would be careful here.

"I need clothes." Charlie could do careful, but subtle? Not really.

"You certainly do!" Shelley agreed, because who didn't. "What were you thinking? Start with bottoms and then look for tops? Or maybe hats! We have lots of really nice hats in stock, and I think hats are going to be huge this season."

Shelley walked out from behind the counter, excited and ready to be helpful.

She was just going to sigh and try not to make her head explode. Focusing on that would actually help her not to snap. "I was thinking jeans and t-shirts. A couple of pairs of shoes, and underwear. Nothing too fancy; I'm not precisely wealthy."

Shelley remembered all too well what it was like being new in Fandom and totally broke. "Then we'll start with the basics," she said, nodding towards a wall of jeans and moving in that direction.

"Are you a new student? Because we totally have a secret sale on today for new students." They didn't, but Shelley didn't think Jenny would mind. "Huge discounts!"

"Yep, just fell to the island." In a very literal way, also. "...Do you now?" Suspicious, but she wasn't complaining, really. "How huge are these discounts?", asked as she picked up a jean and inspected it.

"Well, like jeans are buy one get one free," she replied, picking up a pair of dark blue jeans she thought would look great on the young lady and holding them up. "And t-shirts are half off. And sweaters, too. You should probably pick up some of those, as it gets freaking freezing here! Do you have a coat? Mittens?"

Shelley missed her Californian weather.

Charlie felt like she didn't even need to take advantage of this one; she was pretty much offering her all she needed there! It was certainly a change on the way she did things. "Sweaters, right. I usually do well in the cold. Not my element, though." Not at all. She was making a nice pile of clothes, most of them of neutral colors, by the way. Nothing too bright or too dark, as it was easier to stand out that way.

Always the paranoiac, she was.

"Are you from somewhere up north?" Shelley asked. "I can't stand the cold. I mean, I'll admit it, I do love leggings, so it's nice to have an excuse to wear them, but I just can't get used to it! Every time I walk out of my apartment building, and that cold air hits and my nipples get all tense, I just want to turn around and go right back inside."

Over-sharing is a way of life for some.

Edited 2011-01-05 17:02 (UTC)

"Not...precisely, but I know how to stay warm." It was perhaps the little of her usual ability to know things, but she was quite sure Shelley wasn't in the crowd of the powered islanders; better to keep her away from it.

She was too busy trying not to laugh anyway. "It could be an issue, if you are wearing a thin bra."

Shelley leaned in a little closer and said, "To be honest, I think it has a lot to do with the implants. I'm not certain, but I bet the ones I got weren't rated for this kind of weather."

She gave her chest a pat and glanced at her own profile in the mirror. "Still, I think they're worth it."

She had been in the island for four days, almost, and had seen all sorts of weird people and things already, and she had shrugged off most of them, considering she was rather open minded when it came to see others as freaks.

This was her oddest experience in Fandom so far. This-- being a girl, and talking about the woman's fake boobs, she was completely out of her element.

"They certainly look good on you...?" What was she supposed to say? Looking down at herself, she had to deviate her eyes; no time to start wondering about size and what-not.

"So, clothes."

Shelley eyed the growing pile. "Sure I can't interest you in some bolder color options? Just a few pieces? Maybe this red cardigan?" She picked up the cherry red number and held it up. "I think this color would look completely gorge on you."

Edited 2011-01-05 17:59 (UTC)

The worst part? She couldn't say no, actually. "But just that one, and I think this will do for now." She was officialy broke now, yay.

Shelley nodded in approval and moved back to the counter to ring up the purchase. "I'm Shelley, by the way. I work here every Wednesday, and I also do makeup and hair consultations totally free," she added helpfully.

Good God, what had she gotten herself into?

"Charlie, I sort of work on the music store on Fridays, I guess. I usually just paint my nails black to cover the, err, damage." She liked to bite them, after all.

Cause you need clothes and you're antisocial! Shelley and her dust bunny army won't judge you. Promise.

Edited 2011-01-05 14:48 (UTC)

It's Wednesday and I'm back at work after a long break and short sickness. Boo.

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