JGOB- Friday morning

[throughaphase]

Kitty had finally set up an appointment to get her wedding dress, which was maybe the most terrifying thing she had ever done. And in preparation, she took her computer to JGOB, since she didn't want Clint to see what she was looking at, and started doing a search to see what she liked in dresses and what she didn't.

This was weird. It was so weird. And why were there so many of them? Whyyyyyyy.

[Open!]

The Devil's Nest, Friday Evening

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

No, Allie did not want to talk about where she'd been the last two weeks. Stupid island.

She left Tiny straightening up behind the bar while she pulled out her phone and tried to catch up on what she'd missed while she was a bat.

[It's too humid out for OCD]

Outside the Kwik Stop | Friday Night

[notgetkilled]

Sometimes, the days were shit.

Bellamy had stopped counting how long he'd been stuck on this island. He didn't want to think about how many days Octavia had possibly been with the Grounders. The longer she was with them, the less likely she'd live. He didn't think Finn and his delicate sensibilities would do a damn thing to get his sister back. He'd slink back to the camp and cry over Clarke. Worthless.

There was a bottle in Bellamy's hand and he sipped from it slowly, letting the liquor burn his lungs and warm him up from the inside. Booze hadn't been available on their Earth. He was sure Monty or Jasper could probably get something to together but there hadn't been any time.

Here, he'd just walked into the store behind him, produced some money and now he had alcohol and a buzz going. He didn't want to go back to the woods and sleep. He didn't want to be here at all. But, he was stuck.

And it sucked.

[Open, sure.]

The Perk, Friday afternoon

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Johnny had his bags packed up just like he did when he first showed up in Fandom: big backpack completely loaded up with absolutely everything he could fit in it. It was a little tougher this time thanks to the accumulation of a year's worth of stuff, but he made it work. Now he was just hanging out at the coffee shop, killing time until his portal showed up. How was he killing time? By keeping his coffee piping hot.

Look, you had your mindless time killers and he had his.

While he waited, he stared out the window. He was going to miss this place that only seemed to have action when he was otherwise preoccupied. And he was really going to miss all the girls. Some a lot. All of them at least a little. Man the girls here were hot.

[OOC: Johnny's last post. Open to say bye to him or just get coffee or something!]