@lavenderhazestories that brain cell is working overtime today huh
there were few things that cheyenne expected after opening her shop in town. it was a niche market in an odd sense - "adult" stores such as hers weren't frequented by every single person on the street. it was going to be a hard sell, to even get people in the door. so she was pleasantly surprised with how strong her last few months had been, and just how welcoming some people already were.
one person that stood out in her mind was her neighbor a few doors down. arabella. just the sound of her name screamed pristine. at first, cheyenne simply passed the craft store with curiosity but never went in. then she'd met the owner at a block party for the businesses in town, and the rest was history. chey was hooked from the first awkward, blushy glance. and she got many of those in the last few months, too.
the sound of the front door bell barely had chey glancing up. she stood behind the counter, flipping through a catalogue of possible products to bring in, as a rock song played quietly on the speakers behind her. "welcome in-" when she did glance up and see the blonde, cheyenne fully picked her head up, amused grin on her face. "hey. you're a long way from your store." resting her chin in her hand, her eyes flickered up and down the woman's body before settling back on her face. "are you here to buy that vibrator i've been bragging to you about? finally."
