Demon Marcus, Sunday
When Sparkle came in today, he was relieved to find that the clothing was all in its place, and it was what it was actually meant to be, at that. That was an exciting step forward, compared to weeks previous already, and he gave a little grin as he set to work, doing a little bit of tidying, clearing some room behind the counter for the large box that he'd hauled in with him today.
Then he wrote a note and stuck it to the top of that box:
Hey, Ada, you mentioned these things in class, so I figured I'd give you the option of running one here, too, if it'll help keep you comfortable. Let me know if there's anything else I can do. Or if you want me to just shut up and keep the liquor cabinet stocked instead.
- Sparks
It was going on spring, and spring was generally wet, and if bringing a dehumidifier for the comfort of at least half of his employees would do some good here, then dammit, he was gonna.
[OOC: Open! The OCD was thrown into the wind. Be free, OCD. Be free.]
Then he wrote a note and stuck it to the top of that box:
Hey, Ada, you mentioned these things in class, so I figured I'd give you the option of running one here, too, if it'll help keep you comfortable. Let me know if there's anything else I can do. Or if you want me to just shut up and keep the liquor cabinet stocked instead.
- Sparks
It was going on spring, and spring was generally wet, and if bringing a dehumidifier for the comfort of at least half of his employees would do some good here, then dammit, he was gonna.
[OOC: Open! The OCD was thrown into the wind. Be free, OCD. Be free.]