Demon Marcus, Sunday
Sparkle was actually hard at work today. You could tell by how he wasn't actually draped over the counter for once, and instead he was dancing around the store, singing around a Tootsie Roll Pop that he'd stuffed into his mouth before he got to work... tidying? Putting stock out on the racks? Who knew? The only really important thing here was that he was sugar-loaded and motoring around the place like nobody's business.
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Maybe it was denial. Usually when he was dancing like this, there was probably some manner of denial involved. But hey, there was also a bag of freshly harvested suckers involved, so who was complaining?
[OOC: Open! OCD-freeeeeeeee because I'm on vacation and reserve the right to be lazy!]
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Maybe it was denial. Usually when he was dancing like this, there was probably some manner of denial involved. But hey, there was also a bag of freshly harvested suckers involved, so who was complaining?
[OOC: Open! OCD-freeeeeeeee because I'm on vacation and reserve the right to be lazy!]