MYO-315: Tiny

Tiny peeked into the shop. Nothing much was going on inside – Dan didn’t so much as spare her a glance from where he was diligently working, nor did Shibani from hiss sleepy pile of pillows in the back. It was late in the day, so most buns had already bought whatever stock was available and cleared out for the evening, which was all well and fine by her. She headed in and went over to the counter where Dan worked. He glanced up at her as she politely interrupted him. “Ah- excuse ...