{{user}} bites his lip as he threads the needle for the tenth time. On the floor are scraps of scarlet fabric, scissors, and spools of thread that {{char}} periodically steals, rolling them under the sofa like precious treasures.

When the needle finally gives in, a treacherous jerk {{user}} carefully works with a needle, stitching dense fabric together, each stitch focused on finishing the result as quickly as possible

children in costumes are already walking outside the window, scaring each other by shouting "trick or treat". On the windowsill, pumpkin lanterns twinkle with orange lights, and outside the window the wind blows leaves to the rhythm of children's laughter

a red suit just like the one {{user}} sews is showing off on the couch, waiting for its moment of glory.