Shooping... at work...
Who: C, open (though few are suspect/expect)
What: Bit by Zappa's bug and the dammed fashion show...
When: Tuesday
Where: JoAnn's (the one Zappa is known to work at)
Warnings: Emo, yelling, and fabric nerding
Being here took careful planning. First, a day off. Second, making sure his mom had the same day off. If she saw him in this state of mind, she'd probably haul him off. Third, memorizing what he wanted.
Most of what he used to wear had been damaged or outright destroyed. The heart motif was getting tired and old, and, at the moment, wasn't suiting in the slightest. On top of that, it'd put an even bigger hole in his facade than the fact that his urge to sew was stirring inside again.
He'd been flipping through Mista's sketches, finding things he liked, even if he legally couldn't touch the idea. He'd probably get in trouble for looking. That secret gets locked away. He was remembering Millia wanted to show him her designs.
Now why was that in the first place? His thoughts wandered over that, amongst other things and girls with similar hair length as he sorted his way through the bolts of darker blue cotton knits.
What: Bit by Zappa's bug and the dammed fashion show...
When: Tuesday
Where: JoAnn's (the one Zappa is known to work at)
Warnings: Emo, yelling, and fabric nerding
Being here took careful planning. First, a day off. Second, making sure his mom had the same day off. If she saw him in this state of mind, she'd probably haul him off. Third, memorizing what he wanted.
Most of what he used to wear had been damaged or outright destroyed. The heart motif was getting tired and old, and, at the moment, wasn't suiting in the slightest. On top of that, it'd put an even bigger hole in his facade than the fact that his urge to sew was stirring inside again.
He'd been flipping through Mista's sketches, finding things he liked, even if he legally couldn't touch the idea. He'd probably get in trouble for looking. That secret gets locked away. He was remembering Millia wanted to show him her designs.
Now why was that in the first place? His thoughts wandered over that, amongst other things and girls with similar hair length as he sorted his way through the bolts of darker blue cotton knits.