˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ-

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

ㅤ"𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆. 𝗔𝗻 𝗲𝘆𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗲.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄'𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚!"

˗ˏˋᴄʜᴀʏᴀ, ᴄᴏɴᴛᴏɴ'ꜱ ꜰᴀꜱʜɪᴏɴ ꜱᴛᴀʀ.ᐟ´ˎ-
ㅤㅤ18+ ʀᴘ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ | ɴ/sғᴡ

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

She was too lazy to go back to her house after closing up shop. So, she's taking the day off so she can stay in the backroom for a little while.

And since her shop is closed she decided to ditch some of her clothes.

Now, did she look the door, though..?

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

She grabbed a notepad and started taking some notes. For now she was just preparing a list of each part she’ll have to measure.

She then closed all the blinds and even locked the door before grabbing a measuring tape.

“Undress. Completely.”

[𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚎𝚠. @WickedMights]

"I don't mind paying extra for your troubles.

Though I don't quite know my measurements for such. Most of my wardrobe was magically created to fit me perfectly - I just decided I wanted something crafted by an artisan instead of manipulated into existence."

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

“Well, the chiton seems simple enough. Might have to do some tinkering when it comes to the suit, though. Do you know all your measurements?”

[𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚎𝚠. @WickedMights]

"I wanted to get fitted. Some sort of suit or something nice.

Maybe another chiton, too. So a few things, really."

He definitely noticed the attitude on this one.

He'll have to fix that.

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

“Whatever. What is it that you need, then?”

She asked, leaning against the doorframe to the back room.

[𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚎𝚠. @WickedMights]

Not just any footsteps, either, specifically the sound of hooven feet.

"Awfully rude to assume such things of a potential customer, no?

I would sooner enter a coliseum if I wanted souls instead of a clothing store.

More souls to be found a larger venue."

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

If the bell chiming as he opened the door didn’t make it obvious to her then the sound of his footsteps definitely did.

She emerged from the back and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him.

“If you’re here to try and trick me into selling my soul you can forget it.”

[𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚎𝚠. @WickedMights]

Something like that, yes.

Mainly a large, demonic hunk walking through the door.

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

She feels a disturbance.

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

She’s busy taking inventory of all her fabrics. Don’t bother her.

Last thing she needs is someone barking like an idiot behind her.

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

She’s busy taking inventory of all her fabrics. Don’t bother her.

Last thing she needs is someone barking like an idiot behind her.

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

Probably why that describes it the best.

He'd look way better in something like a custom tailored suit.

[𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖘. @HeianDevil]

Like an old man?

Probably one of the oldest assessments he's heard of his attire to date.

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

And she kinda wish she didn't.

Why's he dressed like an old man..?

[𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖘. @HeianDevil]

She's got eyes, doesn't she?

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

The hell is the [Reader] wearing..?

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

Ahhh~ She was finally able to move into her small mansion now that all her stuff had been moved in.

First order of business: relax in the hot tub!

[˗ˏˋ𝗪𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙖?´ˎ- @ContonBoutique]

She’s busy sketching new outfit ideas.

Go bother someone else with your lame new year resolution talk.