corporalofxannihilation has entered the shop
Trish looked up from her place on the couch, she'd hardly been ready for any work that day when she felt the cold breeze brush against her bare arms. She propped herself up setting down the demon lore book she'd been reading, straightening the silk tank top she was wearing, and then adjusting her thigh high socks. "Um I'm sorry, sir, we're closed for the day. But if it's urgent, I'm sure I can help some how." She wasn't really dressed for anything like this having planned on staying in for the day... Had she not turned the sign off?















