Fandom Post Office, August 27 (Tuesday)

[filleauloup]

As mundane and strange as it might seem, one of the biggest adjustments that Éponine had been obliged to make over the past several months had been to actually pay attention to the days, and the calendar, and the passage of time. (It was necessary; she liked being able to afford looking after herself, and for that she needed to make sure she got to work every day and on time. Reasonably on time, anyhow.) That wasn't something she'd been in much of the habit of doing before, on those occasions when she wasn't so delirious from hunger as to have no concept of the passage of time, unless whatever she was doing at the time depended on it.

She was mostly bemused by the realization that another month was almost over -- not surprised or panicked, really, unlike her coworkers, who would exclaim things like "Can you believe it's almost September already? When did that happen?" Éponine's response was to just look at them with her half-unfocused stare and laugh, much to their perturbation.

They were at least handling it better than the one (presumed) employee in the corner of the lobby, wrapped in cloth, rotating slowly in place, and humming.

Every time Éponine passed that figure on her way through she'd stop, shake her head, and say something along the lines of "Honestly now, it isn't as upsetting as all that. Good lord."

Luke's, Tuesday, Aug. 27

[justbeingbay]

Bay was thoughtful today, so much so that she forgot to go to work until her phone beeped at her to remind her. The night before, Angelo had called to let her know he'd found the baby and was going to go talk to her dads on Friday, and did Bay want to come along?

And she ... wasn't sure. She wanted to see her only blood sister, but being alone with Angelo was still a little weird. And she wondered if seeing the baby once might hurt worse than never seeing her at all. Plus, it wasn't like St. Louis was next door, and she'd been enjoying the stress-free week before senior year.

She doodled infants in her ever-present sketchbook as she tried to work through all of that.

Welcome to Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Warm Milk
Pureed Banana
Zweibeck

[OOC: Open diner, no OCD!]

Caritas- Tuesday

[fates_jaye]

It wasn't Jaye's night, and she had no intention of actually doing work today. But she had been having talking animals yell at her all day and it was kind of looking like going back to Niagara Falls was going to be a thing, so she did intend to drink today.

And upon not seeing anyone at the counter, she just went back behind it to get her own drink. No reason she couldn't clock in a few hours of doing nothing, right?