“Amy sure does have a lot of Kokeshi dolls.” Shark seemed to be a bit too entranced by a box of Amy’s belongings. He happily picked through the beautifully carved and designed dolls, who seemed to be all looking up at him.
Sinbad was standing off to the side, looking at the pieces of the crib he was asked to put together. He then looked over to see his fiance still fawning over what he found.
“Uh, dude,” he said before poking Shark with one of the pieces, “maybe help me with this before slobbering over all that?”
A slightly different-looking doll was taken out before Shark looked down at what was jabbing him in the side. “Oh! Sorry.”
He got up and wandered over to the miniature construction site. Shark put down the Kokeshi doll he was holding, before replacing it with building instructions.
Sinbad was busy putting the bars in the right places when he glanced over at the little toy. He then turned his back to it, but only felt as though it were watching him.
“What is it, Sinbad?” Without turning his head, Sinbad pointed towards the doll.
“Turn that damn thing around. It’s creeping me out.” When Shark glanced back at the seemingly harmless entity, he was initially confused. All he saw was something carved out of wood.
Admittedly, its eyes were a little too big for his liking, as well as rather pitch-black empty-looking. Feeling an odd vibe from it, Shark reached over and rotated it so it faced away from them.
The first day was always nervewracking, no matter what the job was.
Amy was especially worried, considering her baby bump was becoming more prominent as of late. She’d always wanted to take a job in fashion design and get away from all the messy (and outdated) clothes she once had to deal with.
Back then it was just a desire. Now it seemed a necessity.
Standing on one end of her new station, she admired her tools, and the chest of designs and fabrics. All that was left for her was to get her first customer, and she’d break out the celebratory grape juice.
It was while she was setting up a mannequin she’d been given when the door opened. Hearing the bell put a smile on her face.
“Hello there! How can I help you today-”
Her smile faded when she saw who her first customer was.
Jenni had run out of the house a little too quickly after saying yes. Goodwin was left to stand there in the house after she’d gone off to break the news to Amy.
Rather than go after her, he instead sat on his bed to contemplate his decision. He realized that he was likely rushing things along, but he didn’t care right now.
He almost wished he’d stopped her from leaving. Though it were his decision that caused it, he only now considered the effect it would have on his mistress.
“I wish there was some way I could fix all this…” His words were spoken with the intention that they would go unanswered.
“Well, are you gonna talk about it, or are you actually gonna do it?” The unfamiliar voice caused Goodwin to jump. He looked over frantically to see someone on his dresser, sitting on their haunches and looking at him.
Getting to his feet, Goodwin cautiously approached the stranger. Their oversized sunglasses took up about half of their face. Long, unkempt hair hung loosely about their shoulders.
“How did you get in here? Who are you, and what do you want?”
The person held up their fingers, and counted off each question when answered. “I have my ways, I don’t know, and I’m here to help you.”
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