Pick Your Poison, Wednesday
Wednesday, May 9th, 2018 07:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Sparkle was rocking the aromatherapy candles today at work. Basically, he was kind of low-key freaking out over Atton, since the situation he'd described hadn't seemed... so great. At all. But if he just, like, wrote a candle off to burn while at work, he'd totally get a solid hit of soothing apple blossom right to the sinuses, and he'd have a nice calming little fire to stare at for a while.
This job was pretty okay. Look at him, all not going out into Baltimore and freaking out and burning something big down. Go team PYP.
There was some bubble bath with a similar scent to it, too. He was so taking that home to try out, dammit. It was possible that his entire paycheque from this place was basically just going to go into buying the merchandise.
[OOC: Open!]
This job was pretty okay. Look at him, all not going out into Baltimore and freaking out and burning something big down. Go team PYP.
There was some bubble bath with a similar scent to it, too. He was so taking that home to try out, dammit. It was possible that his entire paycheque from this place was basically just going to go into buying the merchandise.
[OOC: Open!]