Emergency curtain stitching, resulting in shonky mess. I'm consoling myself, over the hacked-up discarded theatre curtains I saved from a skip, that at the very least, they hold the house warmth, and they provide the black-out required for my Dark Academia office. Also, they do provide the back-drop for this bright, bright moment of happy figurines to contrast my melancholic death aesthetic.
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