If only all customers were so willingly led and amiable about the suggestions given to them his life would be made infinitely easier. Philip didn’t have any grand thoughts about his being a noble work but at the end of a long day on the shop his bones ached and he dreamed about customers like this: there was also the fact that the young man was extremely charming and he wished, with a stab of regret for even thinking it, that Della were here to coo over him.

Perhaps the fact they were seldom around children was somehow contributing to their apparent inability to produce any? He chastised himself for the very thought but could not help that it lingered even as he walked the young man and his new cat back to the counter.

“He’ll be your finest friend, I promise. You’ll never be alone again.”

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never ever changing this Soph set <3