Another winter night came across the city of London. It was the time where most of the people headed back home or went to places that were still open at this time. Juliet's tailor shop definitely wasn’t one of them.
In fact, she already closed it when a dusk had set down and has now finished packing the remains of the materials back to their places and sweeping the floor from the dust and small cotton pieces. All she needed to do now is to cover the mirrors that were staying at a measuring platform. The same place where she talked to the red-haired woman, dressed as a male, for the first time.
Back when she was just one of the small business that had just opened...
With her help in making herself open up more by going to party events, she was able to get more customers and have her business rise more, despite her wishes to be said otherwise.
She was quite thankful for it, despite the fact that she was...
No, she doesn’t want to remember that.
Quickly, she shook her head away from her nostalgic state and covered the mirror over with a big heavy cloth, only then to take her dark coloured jacket and a brown furred hat before heading outside and locking the shop.
Finally, she was ready to head off home...