Ebay etiquette question

As though in answer to yesterday's predicament, the brown pinstripe suit I found for $25 on ebay arrived today... smelling like an ashtray. There was no mention of cigarette odor (let alone really strong cigarette odor) in the auction listing. Would it be reasonable to fire off a polite-but-annoyed message to the seller asking them to PayPal me enough money to get it dry cleaned? It's not like there's any other way to get the smell out.

Ebay etiquette question

As though in answer to yesterday's predicament, the brown pinstripe suit I found for $25 on ebay arrived today... smelling like an ashtray. There was no mention of cigarette odor (let alone really strong cigarette odor) in the auction listing. Would it be reasonable to fire off a polite-but-annoyed message to the seller asking them to PayPal me enough money to get it dry cleaned? It's not like there's any other way to get the smell out.

[drabble] The Flame that Never Dies

Sneaky crossover drabble. ;) If you get it, try tapping along to DYHTPS, you'd be surprised how well it works.

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"You don't even seem to be of this world," Combeferre remarked one day. "You barely sleep or eat, you don't notice everyday life, you won't even take that old pocketwatch in to get fixed. How do you live in our world and never think of anything but your purpose?"

"Because I can hear it," Enjolras answered. "The call to action. You're a doctor, you know the compulsion to fix things. How could I lose my purpose when it's always there, however faint, like a distant drumbeat calling me to war? Maybe one day even my heartbeat will finally match it."

[drabble] The Flame that Never Dies

Sneaky crossover drabble. ;) If you get it, try tapping along to DYHTPS, you'd be surprised how well it works.

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"You don't even seem to be of this world," Combeferre remarked one day. "You barely sleep or eat, you don't notice everyday life, you won't even take that old fobwatch in to get fixed. How do you live in our world and never think of anything but your purpose?"

"Because I can hear it," Enjolras answered. "The call to action. You're a doctor, you know the compulsion to fix things. How could I lose my purpose when it's always there, however faint, like a distant drumbeat calling me to war? Maybe one day even my heartbeat will finally match it."