Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [07/11].

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So, in case anyone was wondering or needed a bit more evidience on what sort of summer Prompto had been having so far, he was realizing that it had been almost a month since he'd actually been into the shelter for work. A month. Away from one of his favorite places in the whole wide world, because that place had puppies and other cute animals, and that seriously sucked, and this week sucked too, but at least it still seemed safe to go out during the day, and so Prompto was definitely going to take advantage of that because he had some major cuddle and playtime with the puppies to make up for.

He'd just have to make sure he left with more than enough time to get back to the dorms before those goddamn sirens went off.

Even if part of him was still feeling like maybe he...should stay out. To fight them. For practice. You were gonna have to fight those daemons one day, there, buddy...

...but...maybe not...this day. Maybe not this week. Because it was dark and terrifying and creepy and just think! He actually had managed to not be afraid of the dark around here for a while. Man, that was nice. Those were the good ol' days...

And for now? Puppies. Puppies always did make everything better, and the whole thing had clearly gotten them all riled up and antsy because, yeah, he'd seen some of those dog-like daemons, too, and he couldn't blame them one bit for not being a big fan of any of this either.

Furnado is open!

Modern Earth Entertainment, Thursday (before to after sundown)

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Today's snacks included chips, popcorn, and a bag of M&Ms as well as sodas.

Hey, he couldn't eat the M&Ms! And wasn't supplying alcohol with what was out there after dark this week.

"If you're here," he said, "I'm assuming you either don't know what's out there after the airhorn sounds, or you can handle yourself. In either case, if you want company on the way home, I'm available. Anyway, today's movie was going to be horror, but I think we've got enough of that, so it's sort of a horror and a comedy? And a little bit musical," sorry, Amaya. "But it's a classic, so I hope you all enjoy it. Please help yourselves to the snacks."

Covent Garden Flowers, Thursday; Daytime

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Octavia was doing much better than she had been, last time she'd been in the store. Though sadly that didn't mean she wasn't feeling wary: the island's current location was making sure she was still feeling a little on edge, even though she'd already had days to figure out that things were moderately okay during the daytime.

She just hoped she could get the sound of the siren out of her head after the island moved again.

But it was daytime now, and she was working. Some of the flowers were covered in ash. She was trying to clean them up - but wearing gloves. Something was making her feel very reluctant about touching them with her bare hands.

[ooc: Open!]