Caritas, Thursday

[wrongkindofsith]

This morning's gremlin bite still hadn't worn off yet. You could tell by the fact Cara was wearing almost the exact same outfit she'd had on in class (just less sweaty), and that she'd actually shown up at all.

Right now she was pouring shots of brightly coloured spirits into a blender along with milk and ice. "They're fruit liqueurs so they're healthier," she cheerfully explained to Tino.

Um, no, Cara, that wasn't how it worked.

Special
Half-Off Smoothies.

[Open. No ocd.]

The Perk | Friday Afternoon

[thegreywaren.livejournal.com]

When Ronan wandered into town, it tended to be for the purpose of tooling around with his car or heading for the causeway to find some fun elsewhere. Today, he'd actually decided to stop and spend some money on island.

Everything was just so quaint and cozy. It made him want to gag. Henrietta was similar but different. So different. Henrietta was small but it seemed larger, sprawling, when compared to this island. Henrietta had Monmouth, a place he didn't mind calling home. This place...he couldn't bring himself to call it a home.

Ronan shook his head, scowling as he walked up to the counter. He was harsh and snappy with the barista but she got his order right so there was that. They wouldn't be going on any dates any time soon but his order was right and that was important.

Drink in hand, Ronan took a seat at one of the tables, leaning back and sipping the hot coffee. It was black, bitter, and just what he wanted. Well, maybe not just what he wanted since he didn't have anything to lace the coffee with but it was good enough.

It was times like these, times when Ronan was still and quiet that he really missed Gansey and his insane search for Glendower. It was Gansey's mission, his purpose, but it was something that Ronan dedicated himself to and towards.

He missed it.

[Open place & post]

Wonka's Sweets Shoppe, Friday

[locointhecoco]

Pinkie was playing with a couple of pez dispensers.

"Oh Catherine," said the Bitter Woman pez dispenser. "I've never felt so alive as when I'm with you. But -- what will we tell the children?"

"That we're in love, Joan," said Wendy the Werewolf Stalker pez dispenser. "And that love is the most important thing in the world! . . . Sorry, Carl."

The Ratman pez dispenser that had just hopped into the scene gasped melodramatically, and turned to sob into one of the aliens from Galaxy Quest.

As for why Pinkie was wearing a mustache, well. She was Pinkie.

[Open!]

Caritas, Friday, 6/12

[living_endless]

The zombies were dressed in their spiffies rags today, and a glance at the sign topping the merchandise table to the side of the stage showed why.

CD RELEESE PARTY, it read. FEECHERING HIT SINGLES "BRAINS" AND "GRRR ARRRGH".

Didi was going to spend the rest of her shift wondering how they'd found a studio to record in. Musicians might not be the most hygienic people on earth,but they were still normally a little cleaner than zombies.

[OOC: Open bar, open post. I meant to hit the post button like four hours ago and then life happened.]