The water was heating for the tea, sweet biscuits had been freshly baked, the shop had been swept, dusted, and overall cleaned. The closed sign had been put up, which something that rarely happened while Boston was still in the city. He made sure to keep the store open as long as he was there with only a few exceptions.
He made sure his back workshop was all organized, minus a the few schematics and inventions in work he had left out on the tables. He had left out the two gloves he was working on, as well as the cloth suit he had been sowing for the water-suit. The schematics would detail a long range of different inventions, one looked like a frame that went around someone’s body, another was something that looked like a gun, but at the muzzle of it there was a hook, and more.
Upstairs he ensured that there was not a spot or stain or any other form of damage to the main eating areas, though, he left the bedroom in its usual state, Boston found no real reason to clean that up. The washroom of course was tidied up and cleaned, ensuring that the towels had been cleaned. Everything had to go perfectly today.
If there was one thing Boston was not used to, it was company. By no means did he shun social activity or have any form of avoidance towards it, quite the opposite actually! He loved to socialize, he cherished the few bonds that he did have. The only people he was actually close to was his two co-workers, Tomlay and Olivia, his mother, Belle, and his younger brother, Brendon. There were also a few frequent customers and the blacksmith he had maintained a general chumminess with, but he wouldn’t call them friends. However, he generally didn’t create new lasting bonds nor was he good at finding them. Often, he was just busy. He didn’t have the time to go out and seek new friends. There was always too much to do in the day! Between thinking of inventions, making inventions, testing inventions, selling inventions, keeping a few inventions for himself! Time just escaped him during the day and it was so hard to create bonds during what little free-time he had.
Today was different, though. For once, he took the initiative and actually invited someone he had never met over to his home! Through word of mouth of a few of his customers Boston had heard tale of a metalworker who had their own place of business. It wasn’t quite inventing, but it was creating and that was enough! It was grounds to build a friendship and maybe they could enter some form of business deal! Of course, business wasn’t the goal, but it could be a byproduct!
He had decided to send this Gale Saunders a letter, inviting her over, and offering her tea, biscuits, show her some of his inventions, and just to have a general good time! It was hard having a business as a human and it was something they both could probably relate to! He had sent the letter out about a week ago and only received word two days ago stating her acceptance of his offer. Her was overjoyed and immediately started prepping his shop for the coming visitor. It was strange for Tomlay and Olivia to see him work in such a diligent manor to get his shop clean, he had usually been very lax about it. Olivia found it to be quite a relief as she was the one who usually tended to the shop. Tomlay, of course, did not help, but he cheered them on.
It was nearly noon now and Boston’s guest should be arriving soon. He awaited by the counter of his shop, quietly working on a pocket-watch he had started the other day. He could’ve finished the yesterday, but he was too distracted with his busy work to do so. Today, the watch had actually been done for some time, he just mindlessly worked at it, tightening gears and screws that didn’t really need to be tightened. He kept checking its time, adjusting it, and then thinking it was wrong and adjusting it further, only to change it back again.