Magic Box, Sunday, 01/18
Sunday, January 18th, 2015 10:25 amAnders carefully sidestepped the melting piles of glitter slush on his way to work. Between the welcome picnic and the gitterbomb shower on Saturday, he'd picked enough glitter out of uncomfortable places for any one month.
Luckily, the shop was relatively glitter-free. (He was pointedly ignoring the places where it had drifted in through the cracks around the windows.) He sighed with relief, then settled in to unpack a fresh shipment of candles. He wasn't sure how magical they were, but at least most of them smelled pretty.
[OOC:Open shop, no OCD.]
Luckily, the shop was relatively glitter-free. (He was pointedly ignoring the places where it had drifted in through the cracks around the windows.) He sighed with relief, then settled in to unpack a fresh shipment of candles. He wasn't sure how magical they were, but at least most of them smelled pretty.
[OOC:Open shop, no OCD.]