The Beach, Wednesday Afternoon

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara had not conceded defeat to this clearly unnatural weather, she was far, far too stubborn for that. She had however reached the point where she was willing to admit that sensible desperate measures had to be taken not to keel over in the heat. Thus the small pile of clothes carefully placed above the high-water mark and held down by her agiels bore no resemblance whatsoever to her leathers either in materials or coverage.

In any case, she was in the water, and intended on staying there until it cooled down. However long that took.

[open beach is open]

The Perk, Thursday Morning

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

Weeks after the last island-disrupting crisis, April was beginning to get a little bored. Which was fine, because she was used to bored. She came from Pawnee, after all. But it meant a few things. It meant a lot more watching terrible, gory movies, it meant a lot more venturing outside her apartment, and it meant a lot more experimenting with customized coffee drinks.

"Yeah, and put some whipped cream on it," she told the exasperated barista. "Good. Now let me try it."

The guy handed it over and the whole world fell silent as April took a sip of the drink she'd been customizing for the past half hour. She tilted her head in thought. The barista looked hopeful. At last, she spoke.

"It's okay," April decreed. And with that, she paid the guy, found a table, and began watching a horror movie on her laptop without using headphones. Whatever, the barista wasn't going to call her on it.

[[so open! like I'm going to do anything else today while I have a defective foot.]]

Nast Sporting Goods [7/4]

[likethestore.livejournal.com]

K-Mart was busy setting up a couple of new displays and taking down a couple of old ones. Of course they had to all fall at the same damn time, didn't they?

Whatever. At least it kept her busy.

And busy meant she wasn't worrying about whatever was going on with her boss's family.

She'd be at the displays all day, at the rate they were going, though.

[OCD-free today because I'm too damn hot to put it up.]

Stark Industries, Thursday

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

Standing outside the store today were several squirrels holding fireworks left over from last night. Where they'd found tiny, squirrel-sized fireworks, William didn't even want to know.

"No," he told them sternly. "You will absolutely not be lighting those off anywhere near here. Go to the park if you must." Explosions and electronics seemed like a bad combination.

Stark's was open and currently explosion-free!

Caritas, Thursday evening

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NEWBIES! ONE FREE JELL-O SHOT!
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Kenzi was getting more creative in the layering as she went. Drink at your own risk.