The Arms Hotel, Saturday

[gunslingerpose]

"Hnnnnngh." Nikolai wasn't completely with it today during his shift at the hotel. "Fuuuck."

This was probably because of the cold he'd picked up last weekend, that had finally decided to smack him upside the head. And square in his chest. And all the way up his throat, threatening his goddamned sinuses while it was at it. And you'd think being some kind of screwed-up energy vampire would help him with that, but no, that would actually require him to be out there, stealing freaking energy.

So he was mainlining DayQuil and grumbling face-first into the top of the hotel's check-in desk today.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials:
Kleenex
Halls
Orange Juice (Fresh Squeezed)
More Halls

He'll do his level best not to make any hotel guests sick today. More or less.

[Open, but with a definite SP warning throughout the day! OCD-free!]

Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[furnaceface]

//Oh...//

Jono was at work at the Groovy Tunes once again, and today he was listening to a 90s alternative station, because some things were just never going to change, thank you very much.

//Oh my.//

And if that 90s alternative station just happened to play a collaborative song between Placebo and David Bowie, well, he certainly didn't know that was about to happen, no.

//Hnnnn.//

But he definitely wasn't complaining.

Groovy Tunes was open, and the owner was going to be rummaging through his stock for that song and then playing it on repeat for the rest of the day. No reason. Really.

[Open as well! OCD-free! Aw yiss.]

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[newroutines]

Mike had no sleeves. Mike needed no sleeves.

Someone was perhaps overcompensating for last weekend's bizarro venture into being a teenaged girl who still had his exact body. Or, maybe he was just objecting to how Susie had worn cardigans that – while short-sleeved – still covered up his shoulders. Because face it, people, he had some pretty great shoulders.

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
Gingerbread Man
Half-Man Half-Wit
Man Boobs

Or maybe he was just using the whole thing as a lazy way of getting a theme together. Who even knew.

[ooc: Open, no OCD!]