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fandomtownies2014-07-01 11:38 am
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Dite's Decadent Delights [Tuesday]
Irene had pretty much collapsed into the bed she'd found in the apartment Sherlock had so thoughtfully leased in her name, when she'd arrived last night. This morning had been spent perusing the closet (immaculate, designer, perfectly-tailored everything -- naturally) and with a shower and some makeup, she actually felt almost human again.
The afternoon, then, was to be spent in the shop she was to take over. Irene cast a critical glance at the storefront before letting herself in, and took a while to go over all of the merchandise carefully. Not all of it was to her taste, of course, but that was to be expected -- it was, after all, an island that mainly catered to teenagers.
She placed a neatly penned Help wanted - inquire within sign in the window, then set to work inventorying. She needed to know what she was working with in order to expand, so to speak.
[open shop is open, though we are without OCD!]
The afternoon, then, was to be spent in the shop she was to take over. Irene cast a critical glance at the storefront before letting herself in, and took a while to go over all of the merchandise carefully. Not all of it was to her taste, of course, but that was to be expected -- it was, after all, an island that mainly catered to teenagers.
She placed a neatly penned Help wanted - inquire within sign in the window, then set to work inventorying. She needed to know what she was working with in order to expand, so to speak.
[open shop is open, though we are without OCD!]