 Open! Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄
Nervous. Collin was nervous. And that nervousness was currently being translated into a fair bit of frenetic energy as he bustled through the shop. He scooped a few errant stamps into a pile (which promptly scattered once his back was turned) and whirled to a stop in front of Ghost. The owl - his owl - was perched managerially behind the desk, surveying the shop. Collin hoped that Ghost would take up her own mantle and convince the Owl Post owls to behave better. Especially the one that nipped at him earlier that morning.
Luckily, his hand was no longer bleeding. So when he began to sort through various pillows and cushions in the seating area, everything was sanitary. Of course, he recognized that this was technically his new employee’s job. Still, it didn’t hurt to tidy things up first. There would always be enough work for everyone here. He’d make sure of it.
Once satisfied with the overall feeling of the place, he flopped into one of the seats. This was going to be a staff meeting, technically, but it was mostly to formally introduce himself to whoever was working. Hence the nerves.
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