A Snug Velvet Haven

After twirling by the booth all afternoon, my shoes were definitely ready for a breather! I hopped off the red vinyl cushion and made my way toward the wooden shelf by the parlor door to tuck away before closing time. Tucked inside an open cubby, someone had draped a soft houndstooth wool scarf beside an oversized brass key tag. I gathered a loose fold of the speckled fabric with both hands, fluffing it into a deep, cozy hollow against the polished timber. Leaning back into the plush fringe, I stretched out my legs, watching the neon sign outside cast warm cherry glows across the polished floor.