Pixie Dust; Thursday [05/01].

[beautiful_boc]

Sometimes, the store seemed to work in mysterious ways. Yes, there was a small cadre of NPCs employees who seemed to handle all the things that went well above Boc's head and ability, but sometimes things happened that he was pretty sure not even any of them had done, because he liked to think he would have noticed it, considering how he was usually here and slept underneath the counter most nights. And he was by himself for most of it, so he had no idea when, between last night and this morning, someone who worked here would have had the chance to change an entire rack toward the front of the store to consist entirely of pieces of demin clothing.

Not just jeans and jackets, either, but button down shirts, hats, denim shoes and scarves, and what he was pretty sure was supposed to be denim undergarments, which felt defeated the purpose of undergarments.

Strange. Very strange. But Boc wasn't one to ask questions, but he was going to perhaps avoid that section of the store until it cleared up again.

Pixie Dust is open!