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A Tailored Visit

My my, I do love this choice in fabric, but it’s a bit…. Drafty, don't you think?”

The seamstress nodded nervously, eyeing her customer with a mixture of awe, apprehension, but most delightfully to the midnight hound in her fitting and alterations room, the delightfully sharp tang of fear.

“Y-yes, Ms. Noir, m-my apologies. I’ll take your new measurements and have more fabric brought in to start on a new outfit immediately.”

Isadora smiled wanly. This was the fifth time she’d been to this store in the past fortnight, and to buy yet another pantsuit. Really, she almost couldn’t blame them… at least not the first or second time. Surely by the fifth they’d realize she was a growing girl whose wardrobe needed to keep up, no? It was a shame though, the last seamstress was remarkably good at her job, but she couldn’t keep her mouth shut, the poor girl. And now look, the inches she’d added to Isadora's measurements were the reason her replacement was so stressed!

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