ʙᴇᴠ (mollyringwald) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-12-06 10:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | !partner thread, beverly marsh, gwen stacy |
Who: Beverly & Gwen
What: Bev putting her fashion talents~ to use and working in a clothing store! Gwen is her yoda.
When: December 6
Where: Van Dyne's
There may not be any currency in Starklandia (what a strange name), and you could technically just take whatever you needed, but Beverly needed something to do with her time or else she'd go absolutely insane. She'd been on the brink of it before, it felt like, too comfortable in shadows and darkness because they were all she'd known - and it wasn't necessarily a place she wanted to return to. Not to mention the Deadlights - simultaneously hot and cold, the past and the present and the future, and a pervading evil in the corners of each. Whatever she could do to stay away from that, to pick up the pieces of what shattered after they killed IT for the second time, to build a life in Starklandia - she would do her best to actually accomplish. That included sort of paying it forward at the clothing store, since the first day she'd arrived here - feeling colder than a witch's tit in an iron brassiere - she'd taken a few things and felt bad about it, because 'you obtain goods and services in exchange for money' had been drilled into her like pretty much everyone else in the town. "So..." She started, fingers itching to really dig into the work here - maybe it wasn't exciting to some, but she liked organizing and folding and coming up with displays and sketching new designs. If Gwen had a sewing machine too, then Beverly would be glad to create. That was her favorite part. Just put her in the back like the Miller's Daughter, she could spin straw into gold-woven dresses. "Does anyone else actually work here, or is it just you?" |