People had started about their day already, shops were open, delivery bikes were here and there, men and women chattered, and generators were up and running. William looked through the window as he drove through the usual route he used to cycle through. He had a place in mind: The Ornate. It was this fancy fashion shop somewhere in the middle of the city. He could see the building right there a few blocks away as he ducked close to the steering to see what’s ahead. Surging through William’s blood was an eagerness and curiosity-not necessarily excitement- to dash right into the shop for the first time. The Ornate really had standards regarding appearances before one could go in, but that was a myth now for Will.
He walked into the store and the door bell rang gently and somewhat pleasant
