Wardrobe

Villager: Jay

(Archiving previous stall descriptions here for the time being! And yes, there will be more description changes- I actually have the next one drafted already. I just need to wait til I do something to execute it...)
Typical Description:
Miscellaneous trinkets and tools are scattered about the old shop, seemingly without organization. The head high piles of goods loom almost unnervingly above, and a glance down reveals the floor to be covered in scratch marks. Seated in the back of the room, paws kicked up on a counter and arms cushioning their head, is a lone werefox. They're sleeping soundly, or deeply lost in thought, but the nameplate beside them reads "JAY" in large, hastily scrawled letters. They remain resting the entire time you're there, but as you pick up items for appraisal, an aerkit begins to follow you around the store, a coin purse carried carefully in their mouth. They also gift you a notice about some sort of sale, with no real details as to why. Then again, why does it matter? A sale's a sale.

Description it was for ages because I forgot to change it:
The store, already normally haphazard with its vast, horrifically cluttered wares tossed seemingly wherever would fit, seems to be in an even worse state than usual. At the back sits the usual werefox, Jay, with their aerkit, anxiously tapping their foot against the floor while leering pensively into the wood of the sale's counter. They look up at you as you enter and clear their throat, springing to their feet with a clearly forced grin. "Welcome, welcome! Here, take this!" They hand you a slightly crumpled flier for a sale, quite familiar in it's design. Except, on closer inspection, scrawled across the top in bright red, chunky ink, they've added "BIG" above the word "sale." They flash you a nervous smile, idle briefly, and then seem to scramble back to their chair, foot tapping once more as they watch you browse. Looking around, you don't really seem notice anything "big" about it, though... what was that about? What a weird way to do business...

Current Description:
There's a somber silence to the store as you enter. Even as its eclectic wares seemingly remain unchanged, the weird air from outside seems to have seeped in. Way at the back of the shop sits Jay, the usual werefox attendant of Lost in Time, softly stroking their aerkit with a troubled expression. When they notice your presence, they seem to perk up a bit, although it doesn't reach their eyes. "Welcome to the store! Feel free to ask about anything you find, Hollow's been debating closing early tonight."