where: Connie’s Glenda’s apartment
who: Connie and open!
Learning to sew had been what some might call… a challenge.
“I seem to have sewn this sleeve shut,” she complained, taking her foot off of the sewing machine’s pedal so that it would pause. She glanced up at her observer helplessly.
“Can you fix this?”
Although rare and few and far between, there were occasions where Dirk would show up at Glenda’s door looking for her... today was one of those days. Unfortunately for Dirk, he had shown up while she was out, and instead found himself sitting silently in the apartment as he watched Connie sew a sleeve shut. Dirk had spotted her mistake almost immediate, however he hadn’t said anything due to his social anxiety holding him back, and now he was being punished for it.
“If you have seam ripper you can just, uh... unpick it” he replied after a rather awkward, uncomfortable silence between them. “You can also use scissors or a knife, but you run the risk of cutting the fabric... charms also work” Dirk continued, making his way over and inspecting the sleeve.











