Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center: Monday
Monday, January 12th, 2009 12:16 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Worf had the store set up perfectly and stood behind the counter as if expecting a pop inspection of the store.
Clearly he has no life.
Clearly he has no life.
Amber bounced on her seat. "So... this is going to be fun, right?" Of course it was. She brought a handful of quarters for the jukebox and dropped them on the counter.
[OOC: For those mentioned above who were modded with permission, although this is a public place so enjoy it if you will! Up early for SP justice!]