The chances of her slipping back into the shop undetected was so unlikely it was laughable but Yasmina tried her luck anyhow. She'd spent the night out in the cold and Merlin's beard was she feeling the effects of it. It didn't help that she'd had to wait until the afternoon for the shop to reappear, thus giving her ample chance to continue freezing her ass off. Fortunately she'd been resourceful enough to spend the time since morning seeking shelter in various shops, loitering as long as she could without being shooed out before moving on. Even still, she returned to the shop a veritable ice cubed human and several sickles poorer than before.
The sound of a throat clearing alerted her to the fact that she had been spotted because of course she had. She groaned and glanced towards the source of the noise. "Like you can judge." For all she knew Valentino had simply been clearing his throat rather than doing so to draw her attention to some real or imagined judgement. Her voice had come out a little hoarse and so now Yasmina was the one clearing her throat.
JANUARY 3RD, 1888 | @'Valentino Khatri'
