#ac:luna

He’d taken the box in with him upon finding it on the doorstep— sighing to recognize the handwriting, of course he did. Granted, it wasn’t as though he had a platform to stand on when he mentally chided Luna for still getting him a gift for Valentine’s day; the flowers he’d left for her at work saw well enough to that. But this was a package, which meant more than flowers. And that was more than Gill probably deserved to get from the pink-haired girl on this day in particular.

Ah, well. He left it on his bed while making dinner, and only opened it toward the end of the night - frowning enormously at its contents, and how risque one of them in particular happened to be. “Lovely,” he murmured to himself, tucking the boxer shorts quickly into a drawer to avoid looking at them until the guilt subsided somewhat. The vest he left out a little longer, admiring the way it looked.

@myfairluna

Purchased: Black Novel-Style Double-Breasted Slimming Blazer

Spent: 8000G [Paid to Dia @gildedfrostflowers]

Molly had decided that, despite having quite a full closet, she was in need of a new outfit. She could never argue with the desire of wanting new clothes; then again, it was an argument she would have never made in the first place. She hadn’t a clue just what she wanted, and upon entering the Tailor shop and seeing what, she lost any hope of finding such a clue. 

Pausing, she glanced at the shop’s wares, eyes darting from pants in the men’s section, to shirts in the women’s section, to dresses.

A dress...

She could certainly use a new dress to wear...

Molly didn’t even bother to look through the dresses available within the shop, instead approaching the pink haired shop owner.

“Spsst, Luna are you busy?” Her voice, for some reason, was hushed to a whisper, as though speaking at normal volume would potentially disturb the other woman much more. 

@smolrosequartz​ While he wasn’t too keen on the human celebrations, even after all this time, and was more than willing to let them pass without acknowledgment, his favorite small gem seemed to enjoy them for whatever reason. So he’d partake long enough to get a smile out of Rose, but that was about it: he had funner things to do.

Molly was thankful business was a bit slow that day at the winery. When she had taken over working for the winery, she had noticed the labels for the house wines were running low, and as expected, had run out of them the day before. Thankfully, however, the new order had arrived, ready to be placed onto the filled, labeless bottles. 

“Hey Luna-” Molly called out to the woman in her employ, removing the labels from the box and separating them onto the back, workspace counter.

“The labels came in today; do you wanna help me with them or are you in the middle of something?”

Kasey had only recently returned to the city after finishing his training, something he’d done a lot later due to traveling for a while after highschool. Of course, he didn’t regret doing things the way he had done them, but it had been a shock to come back and find out that Maya was his boss. The image of her as the little girl who was always setting things on fire was hard to forget about. 

Still, once he’d gotten himself set up at his jobs, and then gotten his apartment sorted out, he’d been off to wander the town and get some fresh air. Normally he would have taken Lucky, but he was worried that it’d be too hot on his paws in the sunshine. He’d have to take the retriever out later in the day.

As he passed by shops, some new, some familiar, he found himself pausing as he caught sight of a particularly familiar building. Sonata Tailoring had been Luna’s family’s business, right? As he glanced at the sign thoughtfully, he finally decided he might as well poke his head in and see if the pinkette was working. If she wasn’t, he could always ask when she’d be in again, or just leave his new number with whoever was there.

Shoving a hand in the pockets of his jeans, the brunette found himself smiling nostalgically as he pushed open the front door.