Sparkle (
myownface) wrote in
fandomtownies2018-09-12 08:15 am
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Pick Your Poison, Wednesday
Sparkle came in for his shift at Pick Your Poison to find the shelves empty.
... Empty and pushed off to the sides of the shop, out of the way of what clearly looked like some serious swirly-floral floor painting efforts. Which confused him and delighted him in about equal portions for all of a minute as he looked over the work, before frowning back at the shelves.
"Uh... are we closed today?"
He had no idea. He cracked open the door to try to air out the paint smell and then went to check the back room to make certain they still had stock before sitting his ass behind the counter, looking bemused at best.
...
He had no idea if they were closed today. But the door was open?
[Open? Probably!]
... Empty and pushed off to the sides of the shop, out of the way of what clearly looked like some serious swirly-floral floor painting efforts. Which confused him and delighted him in about equal portions for all of a minute as he looked over the work, before frowning back at the shelves.
"Uh... are we closed today?"
He had no idea. He cracked open the door to try to air out the paint smell and then went to check the back room to make certain they still had stock before sitting his ass behind the counter, looking bemused at best.
...
He had no idea if they were closed today. But the door was open?
[Open? Probably!]
