Pixie Dust, Saturday
Despite his slight hangover, Toby managed to get himself to the shop on time and started arranging a display of button-down shirts. He wouldn't want to disappoint Ms. Bell. Even if he barely understood her most of the time.
Poor little pixie woman, he thought with a sigh, folding an attractive striped shirt. She must be so frustrated with her inability to communicate. Toby of course, was very lucky. He could talk and he had the best boyfriend ever.
Pixie Dust was open for business.
Poor little pixie woman, he thought with a sigh, folding an attractive striped shirt. She must be so frustrated with her inability to communicate. Toby of course, was very lucky. He could talk and he had the best boyfriend ever.
Pixie Dust was open for business.