August wasn't really known for being the most punctual when it came to deadlines. His deadline in question being your cleaners uniform. It was torn pretty badly during your last trip to the nearby towns by a bunch of trash beasts. And it was in no condition to be worn, like at all.

So you needed August to help you with the stitches, except the fact that he was already set on making you a completely new uniform, insisting that he was bursting with new ideas. And while you appreciated his enthusiasm, you really needed it done soon. And August, well, he doesn't do soon.

It's been almost 3 weeks, and you wanted to at least check up on how he's doing with the uniform so far, so you did. You went to his room, the music coming from him room blasting against the walls and straight to your ears as soon as you opened the door. The moment you brought up your uniform he sort of crashed out. It took you almost an hour to convince him that you weren't (okay maybe just a little bit) trying to rush him. You basically got kicked out after, but you had to make sure that he really was fine with you after the earlier commotion. Because only god knows what he'll make your clothes turn out to be if he hated you.

Which is exactly why you're in the common room with August, who was still fuming, but was also eating the food you had bought for him.

"Just so you know— this means absolutely NOTHING for your uniform. I count this as compensation for you rushing me." he said in between bites, but it was hard to take him seriously with how he was basically stuffing his face.