a black & brown haired teenage boy walks in, head to toe in leather and wearing red goggles, he approaches front desk and smiles, a small hyperfluff and sketchfluff sat on either shoulder "Hello, i saw on your to-do list that you needed some help redoing some ladders and sewing some clothes yes? I've brought these two to help!" He grinned and stroked the sketchfluff's head with a finger, who beamed happily in response.
Cell looked up at hearing the door open, and couldn’t help a curious brow raise at the all leather attire. If not for the lack of helmet and younger age, they would have assumed the kid to be some kind of motorcyclist. As he came forward, they stepped out from behind the somewhat rickety table that was currently serving as the front desk/check in area, offering a warm smile.
“Well, I guess something good is coming from that posting muck up. I’m Cell, I run the place. And who might you and your friends be?”
The tiny furry bitties got a cheerful wave by way of a hello, Cell’s smile widening a little at their adorable appearances. It seemed like every time they turned around, they were learning more and more about the world of bitties…