#(ya ever just cause property damage bc ur a sliiiight klutz)

[magnusmodig]

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 about mortals and their propensity towards the excessive. his years spent with jane foster , though few , had forewarned him of such matters. particularly in the veins of shopping plazas. jane was a humble woman , and so on the few spare times he had coaxed her from her work ( fearing she would burn herself out should she burn too brightly ) , it was in the name of simple things: groceries or equipment to return to her craft. a bookstore or a furnishings for the home they had called theirs.

humans enjoyed variety , and thor could not begrudge them that. but mimsi's department store was VAST even to thor's opinion. the shop boasted three floors with many rooms hosting wares of many times and places. shelves near burst with small antique decor and 'knick-knacks' could be found hidden tucked away in various small corners. truly a more massive establishment — and far more cluttered than the royal palace of valaskjalf.

but there was something in the store for everyone. and for thor , he found himself stalling as he carefully edged his way through a corridor of shelves , attention caught by the familiar shape of astronomy binoculars. struck by memories of four mortal years time ( and perhaps , as well , a masochistic compulsion towards regret ) thor reached for the binoculars and found the hardware solid beneath his fingers. carefully , he procured it from the shelf whence it had been tucked away — only to not notice how its strap had curled itself around the base of a porcelain vase.

as the binoculars were secured , the vase came loose , and with toppled the floor of the small row with an resoundingly loud CRASH. the pieces scattered across the dappled grey tile. for a moment , all was still. . .

. . . then thor cursed in asgardian.

@epilvgue / starter call !