In which Sophie makes an unintentional blunder
[private - moderately hackable]
Am I not a nice person? Perhaps I'm just too secluded. But, after a life of working in the hat shop day in and out, it's hard to break such habits.
And even when I do go out to try and meet new people, I end up running into the same people I knew before. Joshua being a case in point. A little reminder of a home I left behind, wanted or not.
Either way, perhaps I should try harder to, er, make friends. Though how one goes about that is sort of unclear to me.
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[public]
Any recommendations in Kropmork for a seamstress on her own? Or any companions willing to join me?
Oh dear. Apparently, I meant tailor. Still, anyone want to come with me for a perfectly innocent evening?
((ooc:Yeah... Sophie has no way of knowing what "seamstresses" do here. So.
Strikes hard to hack.))
Am I not a nice person? Perhaps I'm just too secluded. But, after a life of working in the hat shop day in and out, it's hard to break such habits.
And even when I do go out to try and meet new people, I end up running into the same people I knew before. Joshua being a case in point. A little reminder of a home I left behind, wanted or not.
Either way, perhaps I should try harder to, er, make friends. Though how one goes about that is sort of unclear to me.
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[public]
Any recommendations in Kropmork for a seamstress on her own? Or any companions willing to join me?
Oh dear. Apparently, I meant tailor. Still, anyone want to come with me for a perfectly innocent evening?
((ooc:Yeah... Sophie has no way of knowing what "seamstresses" do here. So.
Strikes hard to hack.))