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fandomtownies2018-11-03 10:19 am
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Pick Your Poison - Saturday
Fenris dressed nicely for work in a dark grey pair of slacks and the silver silk shirt Sparkle had altered for him. He looked quite natty, he though.
He phased through the door and then unlocked it. Meandering his way through the store, he began picking over the displays. Halloween was over, those products could be shuffled out of the way for more autumn-themed. Or at least the packaging in brown, red, orange, and yellow.
The label of one caught his attention. Vanilla buttercream? He opened the tester and sniffed it. It.. smelled like cake. With a quick glance around to ensure nobody was watching, he put a tiny smear on his hand. Sniffed it again. Then, casually, touched it with the merest tip of his tongue.
Pthpthptht! Nope. It might smell like cake, did not taste at all of cake. He made a face and put the tester away. Then he went to make himself some tea to get the taste of hand cream out of his mouth.
[Open!]
He phased through the door and then unlocked it. Meandering his way through the store, he began picking over the displays. Halloween was over, those products could be shuffled out of the way for more autumn-themed. Or at least the packaging in brown, red, orange, and yellow.
The label of one caught his attention. Vanilla buttercream? He opened the tester and sniffed it. It.. smelled like cake. With a quick glance around to ensure nobody was watching, he put a tiny smear on his hand. Sniffed it again. Then, casually, touched it with the merest tip of his tongue.
Pthpthptht! Nope. It might smell like cake, did not taste at all of cake. He made a face and put the tester away. Then he went to make himself some tea to get the taste of hand cream out of his mouth.
[Open!]
