It was a sunny Saturday morning.
Calvin and Luna were in their new place. Calvin is constantly praising himself, saying that he has an extraordinary talent in his business.
"What if I put my photo on the front, it would look good, wouldn't it?"
Calvin tried to imitate one of the underwear models, a flyer about underwear he was holding. Men are shirtless, wearing only very tight underwear. Calvin widened his smile more, forcing his expression to look the same.
Luna stared sarcastically, her eyes alternating between the flyers and Calvin's ridiculous-looking face.
"It's up to you, Calvin," Luna said and started to turn around,
"You have to pay me extra for today," Luna shouted.
Calvin had already folded his flyer when the white boxcar they had been waiting for had just arrived.
The two of them had been waiting outside for almost half an hour, waiting for the arrival of new items that would soon fill the entire room.