Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[furnaceface]

//Nngh.//

Jono had gotten next to no sleep, last night. It possibly showed most clearly when he made his way into Groovy Tunes, and did not immediately crank the music up as loudly as it would go. Nope. Today was a 'walk into the shop, pick something loud and angry, and then play it very, very quietly' day.

Because with all of the emotional reverb that he'd been trying to ignore last night, he had a bit of a headache, and couldn't exactly take a Tylenol for it. Bollocks.

[The OCD has fled on account of LJ sucks and I don't want to be here for ten hours trying to post it. I work today, so I'll grab pings in the evening when I get home.]

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[living_endless]

"I come bearing a decorated pumpkin," Didi announced as she breezed into the store, and illustratively held up one with a pirate face painted on. "See?"

[furnaceface]

Jono blinked up at Didi, trying to shake some of the cobwebs from his brain. Awake? Awake. He would kill to be able to drink coffee right now.

//Does he come with a hat?//

Pirates. Hats. It made sense, right?

[living_endless]

"... not yet. If you have a bandanna I could improvise one?" Didi suggested, looking again at the pumpkin. "He does seem a little naked without something on his head."

She was evaluating Jono as she talked. It could be her imagination, but she had the feeling he was not having the best of days.

[furnaceface]

//I'm fresh out of bandannas, luv,// he sighed, giving his head a careful shake. He'd be fine, once the pounding behind his eyes stopped, really. //I could probably find a flyer or something to fold into a paper hat, though. I can't imagine that pumpkin pirates can afford to be too terribly choosy.//

[living_endless]

"That would work," Didi said. "He's not exactly a fearsome bucaneer anyhow. He'll deal."

She exhaled. "Can I ask what's up?"

[furnaceface]

Jono pulled open a drawer behind the counter and started to rummage. Rummaging was doing something, and doing stuff meant getting his mind off of the headache.

//It's nothing, really. Bit of a headache, is all.//

Brought on by a fierce mental hammering sometime in the dead of the night, yes. But still a headache.

[living_endless]

Didi made a face. "Ugh. I know a pressure point that can help with it."

Since he clearly wasn't going to take aspirin, anyhow. She looked over his shoulder. "What's in there?"

[furnaceface]

//Paper, hopefully.// He poked around for a moment more, and then, finally overcoming his stubborn streak, he turned to look at her. //Pressure point, yer say?//

[living_endless]

"Uh-huh," she said, leaning over the counter to look at the ... drawer junk.

And at Jono.

She held up her hand and traced the web of skin between thumb and first finger. "This. I forget what it's called, but if you press hard it's supposed to make your head stop hurting. Acupuncture thing."

She felt driven to add, "It stings like a bitch."

[furnaceface]

Jono's eyebrow twitched upward slightly at that, but he did the same with his own hand after a moment nevertheless.

//I can handle a sting in my hand, luv. So long as it gets rid of th'bloody ache in my head.//

The drawer junk was... certainly junky. Dead pens, some erasers which served no purpose in a drawer full of pens. Paper clips, but no paper. A pack of chewing gum? And a roll of price stickers.

//Maybe we could use receipt paper...//

[living_endless]

"Give me your hand," Didi said, reaching for it.

"... it can be a hatless pirate," she added. "He'll start a trend."

[furnaceface]

Jono held his hand toward Didi, nodding slightly in agreement.

//He'll make all of the other pirates wish they didn't have one, too. They'll be jealous that he had the foresight to go without in th'first place.//

That kinda made sense, somehow.

[living_endless]

Didi laughed. "It'll be the sunburn. They're very sexy."

She rested his hand in hers loosely, back of it to to her palm, smiled to put him at ease, took the web of skin between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand, and pressed like hell.

[furnaceface]

Which earned a wince from Jono, oh yes. But it could have been far worse. And, wonder of wonders, it was actually working.

//No bloody wonder it works,// he decided. //It makes one hell of a convincing distraction. Yer head forgets that it's supposed to be hurting in th'first place.//

[living_endless]

"I think that's the idea, yeah," Didi said, and she might have held onto his hand a second longer than she had to, just for the feel of it. "Still. I'm glad it works."

[furnaceface]

//And that would make th'both of us,// Jono replied, taking her hand in his for a quick squeeze before letting go. //Thank yer, luv. I appreciate it.//

[Night!]

[living_endless]

"I do my best," Didi said, smiling as she slowly let go of his hand. "So how was the rest of your homecoming weekend, anyhow?"

[furnaceface]

//Quiet.// And how! //I decided to stay in for most of it, after th'dance. I might be a city bloke, gel, but when the island is as crowded as it was over th'weekend, stayin' away from all th'fuss works well enough for me. Yerself?//