#completely ordinary

@cederenscio The door to the restroom was suddenly shoved open as he struggled with his coat. While wandering through the store, he had caught the nerve wracking sound of fabric tearing. Getting too excited about gift searching had proven to be dangerous. His wings liked to flex and shift in response to his emotions and after finding a fountain pen set, had flapped. The motion had caused the coat to tear and had revealed a large portion of his left wing. Fortunately he had been by quite a few clothes racks so he’d been able to duck behind them while thinking on a plan. If he could get to a restroom he might be able to mess with the coat enough to still cover his wings. There was still a sewing kit in one of his pockets he was certain.  As he shuffled into the restroom, the coat was shortly thrown off and he nearly dropped it. Massive wigs stretched outwith a few creaks and popping of the joints. They were almost always in pain after being stuffed up. His feet were hurting as well as they were still crammed into the combat boots, but he wasn’t here to take a break. As he was shifting about to get his sewing kit however he heard a flush. His entire body stiffened. It seemed he wasn’t alone in here after all. Panic rushed through him. It wasn’t as if he coal rush back out into the store when he was exposed. All he could hope is whoever it was wouldn’t shout too loudly.