james-mazur:
Everyone liked a nice guy. Or at least, that was the default that James had learned to play any time he was somewhere new. He had a feisty french woman to find, but first, he needed to judge the current population. After being shown his class room, and finding out where his suit was, he changed into some more casual clothes. Making his way to the little town that resided on the island, he stopped someone on the main road. “Excuse me, you would happen to know if this town has a tailor in it? I just finished unpacking and it seems a few of my work clothes have tears in them from the trip.” He asked, a small smile coming to his lips.
Evelyn was starting to get used to the island and how things worked. And was really starting to wonder what exactly her parents had gotten her into. She was..apparently a ‘mistress’ now, and expected to use less fortunate students as her ‘slaves’. As soon as she figured out what exactly to say, she was so going to call her mother and demand an explanation. Today was not the day for that though, as she still had much to do before the grand opening of her shop tomorrow. One more order of colored pencils was due in today, plus she wanted to put a few more fliers out. As today was a particularly good day and she had no classes, Evelyn left her cane folded in her bag, and took her time as she strolled down the street. A dazzlingly attractive man suddenly stopped her, causing her to blink a bit as she smiled back. “Ah..I just arrived a few days ago myself actually. But there is a menswear shop up the street, maybe they offer that service?” She suggested, gesturing that way.
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