❥ @dhkook
He usually doesn’t mind who gets up to what, and where -- he never did before, content to sit on the crest of his own toadstool world, never minding himself with what others did, so long as they didn’t pass into his particular bubble of smoke. But things are different now. They’ve been different for a while.
Space is a commodity; a precious gem to be admired, to hide, to keep. Absolem prefers to keep.
He knows what the other man’s deal is because he’s made that same deal a thousand times, a million times over the two centuries he’s been kept in this space. And he wouldn’t mind, but the shop is his toadstool, and it’s shadow happens to extend just past the front door. And the man has taken a snatch at his space.
“You can’t do that here.”
