Pixie Dust, Wednesday
Tink was out of absinthe! This was a travesty! A tragedy! A tra-something-else-y!
Luckily, Tink knew where she had more.
Hey, while she was at it, she'd open the store for the day. It might be amusing.
(OOC: for newbies: Tink can't talk, but she'll jingle and gesture at you, and it's your call how much of her narrative you can (or can't) follow. Up early by request. My availability might be spotty today, so if you need Ms. Bell, be warned that there could be SP involved.)
Luckily, Tink knew where she had more.
Hey, while she was at it, she'd open the store for the day. It might be amusing.
(OOC: for newbies: Tink can't talk, but she'll jingle and gesture at you, and it's your call how much of her narrative you can (or can't) follow. Up early by request. My availability might be spotty today, so if you need Ms. Bell, be warned that there could be SP involved.)