One of the (many) aspects of daily life in Aefenglom that Stiles has yet to adjust to is the fashion. God does he hate the fashion. A recent visit to local clothing stores had resulted in his first imbibition of alcohol in a long time; he’d needed the pick-me-up after browsing row after row of hideous Victorian-era garments. Though he’s since decided to commission customized pieces better suited to his tastes, Stiles knows it would be useful to learn how to alter clothing himself – which is how he ends up at Sweet Chimera, in attendance to an unofficial class taught by…a furry skeleton. Somehow, Papyrus’ appearance is easier to deal with after having met Louis the bipedal, talking deer and Alyphs the little dinosaur woman. Somehow.

“Hey,” he says to Papyrus when the skeleton gives the class time to brainstorm ideas for embroidery. “I like the new fashion movement you’re starting. Do you have your own business?”