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@writhe-born
👹☲ With a bored hum the male placed the last finishing touches on a mask he was working on for his own amusement. He eyes the thing, inspecting the nooks and crannies that he had carved and placed into it. It wasn’t practical per say as it was made more for a new decoration piece around his studio. The male ran delicate fingers over the edges, feeling the rough sides as he took his sand paper and began sanding down once more, feeling periodically for the smooth edge. Letting his fingers run across the surface until hearing a chime of his door.
Placing the mask back on the mannequin face as he walked out from the back to the front counter. Sclera eyes watching the female that had entered, leaning across the display he watched with curious eyes ❝Need help miss?❞. Finally chirping up from his spot he had been in for a while, watching the female to see if she was going to notice, but had gotten bored after some time.
