#mpeathelyn

Eathelyn had been busy beside Angela, helping her buy different yarn for her various gifts she needed to make. Angela would describe the person, and within moments, the woman would easily be able to help her find the perfect color scheme for Angela, something the demigoddess appreciated immensely.

As Angela finished paying for the mountain of yarn in a ton of bags, she heard the other speak, and a warm smile pulled on her lips, knowing already that she would have to be back later to grab a few rolls of yarn that Eathelyn had been eyeing earlier. Reaching up, she moved to smooth down the female's hair as she spoke with pure motherly love. "Of course we are. Thank you so much for helping me, Eathelyn. You have been so helpful all day."

emotionally intense prompts: still accepting

"Well, let's just say there is a reason I need custom-fitted corsets... These were a pretty penny and I need them to look the best they can on stage." Valentina chuckled from the other side of the curtain where she was struggling with latching the new corset made for her. She was stood in one of the luxurious changing rooms of The Silk Peach, a shop in the city she frequented for her work at Minx. With a sigh, she pulled the curtain back and stepped in front of the younger girl who'd designed this piece for her. She had the corset hook but she was struggling with the lacing. "Do you mind lacing me up so I can see the full effect?"