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Characters: specialcracker and whoever else wants to come sew (like a boss)
Location: Death City Heights, Building 8, Floor 3, Room D.
Rating: G for Gay as all hell.
Time: Around noon.
Description: After finally moving in with his partner, Heather, Kanji decides to host sewing classes to break in his new living room. NO TROLLS ALLOWED. Quick-log format recommended, but not required!
Kanji wasn't exactly nervous. After all, he had sewing lessons back in Inaba. Then again, there weren't exactly that many people there, not counting Souji. That being said, he was kind of...well, excited, especially since he had met so many people who were interested in sewing. More than back in Inaba, anyway. And, from what he could tell, they were also pretty non-judgmental. So, it was probably a good idea to start some kind of club, for the people who were interested, as well as lessons for the people who wanted to get started. It could be fun, anyway, or so he thought. He didn't really plan it through that well, but he was pretty prepared.
He has snacks set out in the living room and the kitchen. Mostly cookies and cakes, with a plate of neatly stacked, precisely cut sandwiches of many varieties. There are drinks set up somewhere, a tea kettle on the stove, and a thing of juice in the fridge, just in case.
On the dining room floor is a plastic bin full of all of the sewing materials he had collected during his stay at Death City. He didn't have a sewing machine yet, so everything he had made was done by hand. He had a large assortment of needles, embroidery hoops, threads, cloth, and patterns. A few unfinished projects sat at the side of the box, mostly stuffed animals and scarves. It was packed in neatly, of course, so it wouldn't make a mess.
Taking a deep breath, he looked around the room and nodded. Hopefully Heather would be cool with having company over, if anyone actually showed up.
Location: Death City Heights, Building 8, Floor 3, Room D.
Rating: G for Gay as all hell.
Time: Around noon.
Description: After finally moving in with his partner, Heather, Kanji decides to host sewing classes to break in his new living room. NO TROLLS ALLOWED. Quick-log format recommended, but not required!
Kanji wasn't exactly nervous. After all, he had sewing lessons back in Inaba. Then again, there weren't exactly that many people there, not counting Souji. That being said, he was kind of...well, excited, especially since he had met so many people who were interested in sewing. More than back in Inaba, anyway. And, from what he could tell, they were also pretty non-judgmental. So, it was probably a good idea to start some kind of club, for the people who were interested, as well as lessons for the people who wanted to get started. It could be fun, anyway, or so he thought. He didn't really plan it through that well, but he was pretty prepared.
He has snacks set out in the living room and the kitchen. Mostly cookies and cakes, with a plate of neatly stacked, precisely cut sandwiches of many varieties. There are drinks set up somewhere, a tea kettle on the stove, and a thing of juice in the fridge, just in case.
On the dining room floor is a plastic bin full of all of the sewing materials he had collected during his stay at Death City. He didn't have a sewing machine yet, so everything he had made was done by hand. He had a large assortment of needles, embroidery hoops, threads, cloth, and patterns. A few unfinished projects sat at the side of the box, mostly stuffed animals and scarves. It was packed in neatly, of course, so it wouldn't make a mess.
Taking a deep breath, he looked around the room and nodded. Hopefully Heather would be cool with having company over, if anyone actually showed up.