Who: Clotho, OPEN Where: Downtown Manhattan, not far from the Fates' shop When: Around 11:30am, Monday Rating: TBD
Things had been quiet in the shop all morning, and with Lachesis watching the till and Atropos on the prowl, snaring the odd (and usually unwilling) customer into conversation, Clotho had decided to treat herself to an early break. There was a little cafe just a few blocks along from the Fates' store which sold the Spinner's favourite guilty pleasure of late: the most decadent Spanish hot chocolates you could imagine, the perfect cure for grey winter weather. Reasoning that if one was going to be all self-indulgent, well, there was no sense in doing things by halves, she ordered a white-chocolate-and-blueberry muffin along with it then settled herself down at a table by the window and began flicking through a magazine as she waited for her purchases to appear.