WHO: Jam, and open!
WHAT: A boring afternoon at work.
WHERE: The tailor's!
WHEN: Backdated to any time before the rain got too horrible.
It had been miserable moving himself from his home to the tailor's shop, his hair still wasn't entirely dry. It had been a miserable day so far as well, with next to nothing to do and not even any customers to occupy himself with, irritating as they would have been.
Wet, miserable, damp, irritated. A perfect summary of the day so far. Jam heaved a sigh and propped his head in his hands on the counter, half-lidded orange eyes fixed on the motionless door. Overall, it was a terrible day to be a tailor's apprentice.