Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center, Friday

[nottrivial]

Alec had barely stepped into the shop before he realized something strange and undoubtedly Fandomesque was afoot. Specifically, there were red rubber balls all over the floor.

Barely had he begun to ask "What--?" before he saw, in the corner of the shop, an intrepid squirrel gnawing on one of the balls.

"Right," he said slowly, heading for the broom closet. "O...kay then."

Devil's Nest, Friday Evening

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

The music was weather related tonight. It was oddly appropriate.

Allie was perched in her usual spot, contemplating the logistics of a weather system that involved raining men.

[The wind blew the OCD away!]

Demon Marcus, Friday

[wasthecuteone]

Petra opened up the shop on Friday and, after tweaking the displays a bit, wandered into the back to check out the new stock. She'd heard things about this store, and she wondered if the new owner would be down with burning some of this stuff in the trash can out back. Because...some of it definitely needed it.

Probably not. Jane seemed too nice.

Demon Marcus is open if OCD-free for all your fashion needs, except for during the lunch hour, when Petra flipped the sign to 'closed' and dashed up to the school for the StuCo meeting.

Caritas, Friday Evening

[newroutines]

Wait, was this actually a pretty decently normal week they'd been having? It was, wasn't it? No more dead folks, no random transformations, no psychos breaking into houses, nada. And Mike was loving it. He'd needed a breather. The zombies were playing Madonna's greatest hits which he was cool with, even if it wouldn't have been his first pick.

And now he was using his phone to check if there were any Madonna-inspired cocktail recipes out there.