Pixie Dust, Monday
May. 23rd, 2011 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ashockingbitchJenny let herself in to Pixie Dust on Monday. Yes, it wasn't her usual day, but she wanted to get some inventory done and start preparing things for the eventual handover of management to...someone. Possibly Ariel. Oh, dear. Therefore, she didn't actually open the shop, and was hoping no one would notice her moving around inside and try to come in and buy something. She was feeling particularly antisocial today, it seemed.
She was just booting up the computer when...she turned into a cat. A flame-point Siamese, to be precise (not that she knew that), so the series of yowls that emerged from her throat were to be expected. Also, probably curse words.
Now if you would excuse her, she would just be trying to open this bottle of gin she kept under the counter without the use of thumbs. Dammit.
((Establishy!))
She was just booting up the computer when...she turned into a cat. A flame-point Siamese, to be precise (not that she knew that), so the series of yowls that emerged from her throat were to be expected. Also, probably curse words.
Now if you would excuse her, she would just be trying to open this bottle of gin she kept under the counter without the use of thumbs. Dammit.
((Establishy!))
