@aroyalriches She looks him in the eye and takes a deep breath, willing herself to stay in control. She can’t have him seeing her as weak.
“You’re welcome to look around,” she forces her voice to be overly polite and goes back to her boxes.
• @aroyalriches •
The sun was starting to set over the city, a particularly beautiful time, when the golden hour hit and casts a glow over the inside of the store.
The last customers of the day have gone, and she's lingering to clean up, +
@aroyalriches Her jaw clenches, the patronising lilt to his tone making her blood hot.
“I wouldn’t expect a bloodsucking corporate plutocrat to understand the appeal,” she huffs.
@aroyalriches “I won’t apologise.” She folds her arms across her chest, following his every movement.
“So you’ve escalated from threatening letters in my door to harassing me in person,”
@TheLastDogStar “Oh!” She lets out a little giggle but quickly stifles it. “Sorry, it’s… your name is not funny, it’s very nice.” Nice save.
“I’m Ace, and this is my store.”
tidying after a local book club had their fortnightly meeting.
Her business model is a little unconventional, but it works for her, and for the locals who seem to enjoy her little sense of community she's created. +
—Aldous L. Royal.
Who’s afraid of little old me?
• english business man
• rich arsehole
• ravenclaw alumni
• pureblood
• charms expert
#hprp#fakecharacter
@TheLastDogStar “I don’t think so…” She cocks her head, equally as confused as he is. A sudden realisation has her scampering away and returning a moment later, name badge pinned to her shirt. “That’s better.”