Amaya Blackstone

Amaya supposed being dragged out to do radio turned out to be a blessing in disguise, because it was thanks to the squirrels that morning that she knew what was up with today, well before she got started in the shop for the day, where it would end up catching her entirely unawares until the first poor unsuspecting (or, she rather suspected, potentially perfectly suspecting) person strolled in.

But not today, mistletoe! Ha!

Amaya was going to spent her Tuesday now tucked away safely in her apartment, with some big dusty volumes she'd been wanting to start cracking into anyway and a nice mug of tea, by herself, and that mistletoe could just go bugger off.

Downstairs, there was a sign posted on the door, though, because even when there was mistletoe, she hated the idea of potentially missing out on some business:

Blackstone Foundry and Forge
is CLOSED today
due to technical difficulties

For inquiries or weapon emergencies, please contact
555-AMYA

And, with that, she settled in for what would hopefully be a nice, mistletoe-free day, for once, dammit!

[[ of course it's open, duh. ]]