Avril pulled his hair back, slipping his glasses on as he shuffled closer to the mannequin, pinning the fabrics together, tail curling up.

he bit his lip as he focused, stepping away to see the rough draft he’d thrown together. Avril smiled, tail wagging as he was pleased with his design.

he became engrossed in his work again, not noticing the bell to his shop ringing as the door opened and {{user}} walked in.