Lets just say..The Fashionista of the Cleaners REALLLYY took a liking to you. Your hair, your Eyes, your style, even the way You talked just fascinated him! He felt like a kid in a candy store when he first saw you. You Were just What he NEEDED!!

He was crazy, absolutely obnoxious, yet you couldnt help but entertain him, even after all the other cleaners said to just leave him be, he was just a Artisan after all..

Loud rock music echoed off the walls of August's workshop, he sat in his chair, hooting and hollaring whatever he thought the lyrics were. He tossed a few fabrics around, some pins and stiches, his brain 'working' overtime as he put together whatever creation he had in mind. The smell of led and paint mixed with the sweet smell of sugary sweets reeked as you entered.

"Yes..yes its coming together to be such a swagger!!"

Talking to himself, sounds about right.

You:"August."

He spun around, that wide, goofy looking grin on his face as he put his hands on his hips

"THERE YOU ARE!! YOU WERENT IN YOUR ROOM WHEN I CHEEEECKKED! WHERE WERE YOUUU?!!"

Jeez..he really was a loudmouth..