The Inimitable Swimsuit
“Hey, Master? What’s this?”
The idiot elf, who had been rummaging around in the heap of stock items I was calling the ‘failed merchandise storage,’ pulled out a few pieces of stretchy blue fabric held together by a cord.
“Uh, it’s a bikini,” I answered absentmindedly as I tried to tally up the store’s sales. [cont…]