haggler - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
She was a haggler by nature. She loved nothing more than to go to the markets and haggle over bric-a-brac whether she needed it or not. If the vendor was asking for five she'd offer two. Then she'd allow herself to be bargained up to three but never as high as four. Sometimes the vendor would get huffy about it and refuse to sell, but she usually got her own way. It gave her a buzz to get things for less that everyone else was paying, all because they were too polite to haggle.
If she haggled she didn't need to earn as much and her time was valuable. With spare time she could write her stories which she prized as her art. So she haggled every market vendor to their lowest price, which was always less than half of what they were asking. That mean less shirts to iron and less floors to scrub. When the sellers saw her coming they would roll their eyes and put up a fuss, flailing arms to shoo her away. But she knew it was all part of the act. She was a regular customer and her money was good. After the deals were done they'd smile and tell her the drama in their lives, like she was their therapist. Most would become quite animated and seek her sympathy, which she always gave. It was all part of life, this drama of getting the goods she required. She never came home without a smile on her face and some new material for her precious work.