Your father needs someone to operate the front desk, Gill reminds himself for the hundredth time, pen tap-tapping against the mahogany wood of his workplace. You cannot just get up and leave.
It was rare for the town hall to be so slow — there was nearly always paperwork to be doing or a person with inquiries — and it was just as rare for Gill to be so idle; he was a conscientious worker, even when there wasn’t much to be done. Any work was important work, especially in such a field, but today all of the work was done: long done, filed, and re-filed.
Not a soul had made their way through the doors of the hall today — except for himself, of course — and he was beginning to wonder if he accidentally didn’t flip the ‘closed’ sign to read ‘open’. That was a silly thought, however, and it was quickly brushed aside when the large, wooden door finally opened to reveal a person, who Gill hoped had a rather difficult task for him to complete.
Molly pursed her lips as she stared at the paperwork in hand, her feet tapping along the pathway into town. It hadn’t even been a week since she moved in, though she felt like too much time had passed from the day the Mayor handed her the keys to the property and necessary real estate papers that she could ‘return at her convenience.’
Crossing over the bridge, she stopped, glancing around before locating Town hall and approaching it. Pushing the door open, she stepped inside, spotting the young man behind the desk and approaching.
"Ah- scusa, I’m the uh-the new farmer. The mayor gave me some papers to look over and sign, and I was hoping to review them with you for uh- possible inaccuracies?" She spoke, holding the papers up to show the blond.
[The machine stops, replaced by silence.]
… [Peeks up over the top of the display that had been blocking her view of the door.] … Oh— sorry. Um. Just a second.
[There’s a brief scuttling and adjusting as Candace ducks back down and saves her place— and she stands once she’s done, looking a bit flustered and out of sorts at having to stop in the middle of something to attend to a customer.]
Um— can I help you with something..?
[At the sound of silence, Molly begins looking for signs of life in the store. Hearing a soft voice, she sees a head of blue hair before disappearing again momentarily, and reappearing once again.]
Er- Hi I uh- well I was wondering if you guys sold clothes like [Begins gesturing with her hands as though holding a ball and squishing it] Like already put together?
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