Dite's- Monday

[thatwaslucky]

After the last few weeks, Rey was doing her best to get back to a routine. For her, this meant training. So she'd gotten her things, opened the door to the apartment, stepped outside…

...and found herself in a store she hadn't been in before but it was pretty obvious pretty quickly which store it was. Well, okay, that was weird and she would die of blush if she stayed in here too long.

Rey immediately went to the door, figuring this was something where Fandom was having a day and just waylaid her a bit. So it was really annoying when she opened the door and attempted to step outside, but gently bounced back a step or two, like she'd just walked into the wall of a bouncy house.

It was going to be a long 30 minutes, not that she knew that yet.


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[craic_killer]

And now her teacher was here?!

"Sweet suffering Jesus," Clare moaned, ducking into a display of erotic dirt.

[in_sidon_we_trust]

The movement did catch Sidon's sharp eyes, though his head tilted with curiosity for the odd product that seemed to be obscuring Clare slightly. He knew he had gotten terribly rusty at reading English beyond texts from Prompto, but he seemed to be able to determine that it seemed to be a kind of magic dirt one could put on oneself to keep warm? Oh, that might be very useful for him if he planned to stick around for another winter here! He might have to get some before he left!

But that was, clearly, for later! For now he was being rude in this distraction.

"Clare!" he greeted her brightly, with a pleased smile that they should happen to run into each other. "How wonderful to see you! Doing well, I hope? We you able to avoid most of that recent excitement over the holes?"

[craic_killer]

"Yes, I was quite well, thank you!" Clare squeaked from inside the erotic dirt display. "And yourself?"