Post by Wepon on Sept 21, 2012 23:52:30 GMT -5
Suzanne pressed her face up against the glass, nose and cheeks fogging up the surface as she stared inside. A glance was given to her notepad. Just a little bit more.. The Merchant woman sighed, pulling back from the vacant building as she stared in her notebook. It was foolish, buying something so grand with such little thinking. Blue eyes stared hopefully at the structure. Surely with enough sprucing up.. She shook her head. She barely had enough money to share with the others. Stephen had found himself a job at the tailors, while she ran odd-jobs for the usual spare coin. Suzy shook her head, pacing over to a bus-stop bench that stood adjacent to the place she'd had her eyes on her awhile. Head fell to the notepad in her lap, the scrawled numbers making her head spin. Leasing, business expenses, upkeep, pay... A groan left her.