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fandomtownies2022-06-17 06:27 am
pun_king) wrote in fandomtownies2022-06-17 06:27 am
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Magpie Emporium; Friday [06/17].
Graham was actually not bouncing around the store, jumping on the tables and/or counters, swinging from the rafters (if they even had those) today, as he might normally during his shift, enthusiastically crowing about some new discovery or some particularly amazing yawn on Saffron's behalf or challenging Little Bot forth on some grand adventure behind the counter.
No, Graham was actually settled, nice and quiet, in front of the counter, pouring through a pile of table top roleplaying manuals and guides, leaning comfortably on Triumph, who provided an excellent pillow/calming focus.
He really hoped it was alright that he brought the trusty steed with him that day; he'd been complaining about feeling a little lonely so cooped up in the stables so much lately, that Graham couldn't help but promise that he could help out at work that day. He was a little worried, too, what Saffron might thing, but she did what she usually did around Graham, which was thoroughly ignore his existence in favor of sunbeams and grooming.
So it was a rare, calm, quiet Friday at the Emporium, and Graham was not only comfortable and hanging with his bestie, but he also entirely enraptured by these books, frequently pointing out particularly exciting details and bits of interest to Triumph, who squeaked his own thoughts complacently.
Magpie Emporium is open!
No, Graham was actually settled, nice and quiet, in front of the counter, pouring through a pile of table top roleplaying manuals and guides, leaning comfortably on Triumph, who provided an excellent pillow/calming focus.
He really hoped it was alright that he brought the trusty steed with him that day; he'd been complaining about feeling a little lonely so cooped up in the stables so much lately, that Graham couldn't help but promise that he could help out at work that day. He was a little worried, too, what Saffron might thing, but she did what she usually did around Graham, which was thoroughly ignore his existence in favor of sunbeams and grooming.
So it was a rare, calm, quiet Friday at the Emporium, and Graham was not only comfortable and hanging with his bestie, but he also entirely enraptured by these books, frequently pointing out particularly exciting details and bits of interest to Triumph, who squeaked his own thoughts complacently.
Magpie Emporium is open!