The Perk, Saturday Morning

[firstofitskind]

The Perk wasn't Liam's usual post-run breakfast spot, to be honest, but Mooby Land was having some sort of... issue... where every breakfast sandwich they made tasted like- well, Liam was assured he didn't want to know.

And the truth was, he wasn't actually that curious, so he'd shrugged and waited until the Perk opened so he could go there for tea and a breakfast pastry instead. Probably the healthier option, anyway.

Breakfast in hand, he found a seat by the window (did anyone ever actually sit at any of the other tables?) and was scrolling through texts from friends back in his own reality as he made his way through that breakfast pastry.

[ooc: open! entertain me before i flee for work!]

Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Miguel showed up for work, headed for the coffee pot, and paused, sniffing.

He looked back into the kitchen.

"What?" the cook looked up, defensive and shifty.

"That...actually smells really good," Miguel said. "Can I get a plate?"

The cook eyed him suspiciously.

Miguel shrugged. "I'll even put it on the specials board and make something that goes with it, okay?"

Apparently today was going to be a weird-because-it-wasn't day.

Today's specials:
Oatmeal cookie pancakes
Apples and cinnamon breakfast quinoa
Horchata (hot or cold)


Luke's was open!

The beach, Saturday night

[what_the_shock]

The weather wasn't too bad, the holidays were over, and there were new people in town. Clearly, they needed a new meeting of the drunk and bored club!

Miguel showed up, dumped his case of decent beer in the sand, and set about making a nice big fire.

If anybody showed up, he'd be ready!

If not, he could always just drink the beer.


[Open beach!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden wasn't sure she should be concerned by the huge colourful caterpillars that crawled on the plants when she arrived in the morning. There were holes in a few of the leaves, but just as she decided she should probably try and get rid of them somehow, they began to quickly shift into chrysalises. It was actually a little disturbing to watch, so Seivarden distracted herself by making tea. In the afternoon the shop was full of butterflies, so many that she eventually decided to chase them out into the cold.

[Open!]