Pixie Dust, Monday

[withoutverona]

It was almost Valentine's Day, and while Romeo's personal feelings about the holiday were mixed, as an employee he knew it meant selling a lot of lingerie and a lot of dresses for the dance.

He dressed half the window mannequins in scanties, and the other half in ballgowns, and arranged them facing off in a sort of dance or fight.

It looked perfect to him.




Pixie Dust was open.