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Clive was still in the booth he'd taken over with design work, probably he'd gone back up to his room at some point, but really it was anyone's guess.
Today he was working with the treadle machine and a dressmaker's dummy, he was using the hem of his sleeve as a pinbook, tacking together layers of cobweb patterned linen to make a layered skirt.
Honestly he liked working with linen, not only was it comfortable, but it wasn't as demanding as other fabrics.
He'd actually had breakfast today, as evidenced by the now empty plate at the edge of the table.
Go on and bother him while he works, he'll like it.
Today he was working with the treadle machine and a dressmaker's dummy, he was using the hem of his sleeve as a pinbook, tacking together layers of cobweb patterned linen to make a layered skirt.
Honestly he liked working with linen, not only was it comfortable, but it wasn't as demanding as other fabrics.
He'd actually had breakfast today, as evidenced by the now empty plate at the edge of the table.
Go on and bother him while he works, he'll like it.