Who: Misha and Bella, later Michael Where: Michael's shop When: Week 2. Thursday, around 4pm Rating: TBD Status: Closed/In-progress
Misha had planned to bring the cookies by on Wednesday, when Michael had invited him over for lunch, but there had been a crisis at work and he had ended up tied up all day. Well, actually the slave had been the one tied up, but work was work. So instead he gathered his things a bit early on Thursday and left the receptionist to close everything up. The slave center was close to Michael's shop and it was a gorgeous day, so Misha left his car and decided to walk over instead. He hummed to himself as he walked, trying to place why he was in such a good mood. It was nearly the weekend, but it wasn't as though he didn't regularly work through them. Auctions often took up much of his Sundays. He was still pondering his mood, when he arrived outside the shop.
The little 'ding' sounded, as he walked through the door, signalling his arrival. He wondered who he would find behind the desk today, hoping that it at least wasn't the wild girl. She had ripped his shirt last time, and he liked the one he was wearing today.