Demon Marcus, Monday
Alluka had never actually gone to bed once she'd started drawing on the walls last night. When left unsupervised she had a tendency to keep really irregular hours.
It was kind of impressive that she'd made it into work today.
All the chocolate that she'd been eating was likely to blame for that. Sugar was amazing.
And so were the shoes they'd just gotten in.
"Mr. Bubbles!" she squealed. "Look at this! And these ones too! Do you think we have anything that would go with them?"
She wasn't sure, but she was going to spend today looking for a dress that would work with at least one pair.
Demon Marcus is Open!
It was kind of impressive that she'd made it into work today.
All the chocolate that she'd been eating was likely to blame for that. Sugar was amazing.
And so were the shoes they'd just gotten in.
"Mr. Bubbles!" she squealed. "Look at this! And these ones too! Do you think we have anything that would go with them?"
She wasn't sure, but she was going to spend today looking for a dress that would work with at least one pair.
Demon Marcus is Open!