Devil's Nest, Tuesday, Dec. 2

[bitten_notshy]

"I know you missed me," Jack teased Tiny as he stashed his coat and hat and rolled up his sleeves for a day's work. "But yesterday was a drop-dead date on something for school, so I switched my shift for the week."

Tiny ... grunted. He was a barkeep of few words, and he didn't see the point of worrying about Jack's exact whereabouts to begin with.

In other words, it was another normal Monday at the Devil's Nest. It just happened to be a Monday that took place on Tuesday.

Luke's, Tuesday

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

It is a Tuesday. So there is chocolate, and ice cream, and nuts. Also pumpkin spice.

"Make it work."

SPECIALS
Pumpkin white chocolate chip cookies in vanilla ice cream

Ghost-Con Day 2: Tuesday, December 2nd (Haunted House, Ingvar Islet)

[fh_haunts]

If the spirit is willing, the flesh is irrelevant; the More-Haunted-Than-Usual House was once again open for ghostly business. At least until nightfall, when the con-runners will be packing up to leave, and expecting their guests to do so as well.

[NFB!]

Fandom Post Office, December 2 (Tuesday)

[filleauloup]

Yes, the pillow fort was still intact behind the post office counter this week, and Éponine was pretty sure it would stay there for the remainder of the month.

The snowdrifts that were starting to accumulate around the base of it were new, though.  She thought they were a nice touch, and considered stockpiling snowballs to throw at customers who got too annoying, but luckily for any prospective obnoxious customers,the snow wouldn't stick enough to form snowballs.

"What good are you, then?" Éponine asked it out loud, scowling as she tossed a handful of flakes back onto the floor.

The snow didn't answer.