What the fuzzy?

Pre-Hallowe’en’s prob’ly the busiest time o’ year, even busier than April Fools’ Day. Some people prefer to trick, and for the treaters, we got quite a selection! The Maison’s been open the entire week for Hallow-hols, mostly readyin the staffers for Hogsmeade Weekend. Fredgie and me were thinking on having a first anni bash, but we’ve been far too busy and with no manager of the Maison to cut us a little slack.

With no Lee for ages or promise of, Trudes is still workin the Maison. She looks forward to seein her gal, which I’m right glad about, since Aley’s gone (she was a little mopey, havin her pal gone). So it’s Clone, Miles, and Me.

A young couple walks in the front door, just sorta wanderin around. She’s seems to be huffy bout something or other, and I can’t help overhearin a bit of their convo.

( Deja ew )