Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Was Miguel here? Yes. Was he awake? He would be after coffee. Was he cranky at having had his brother over and now missing him again? You couldn't prove a thing, damn it.

"Shut up," he told the cook, who was giving him knowing looks. "I just feel like cooking today."

Today's Specials:
Chorizo and cheese empanadas with avocado crema
Chilaquiles
Tres leches cake



Luke's was open!

Turtle and Canary- Saturday

[overparented]

Janet had managed to book a flight home last weekend before her parents could even find out Parents Weekend was a thing, so she'd missed last week at work, along with so many arguments.

She might have forgotten to warn Apu about that, though, so now he seemed to always be watching her as she worked, silently judging.

Personally Janet wasn't sure how that was different than any other week.


Today's Squishy Flavors
Pumpkin Spice
Chai
Red


[Open!]

The beach, Saturday night

[what_the_shock]

Another week, another reason to hang out on the beach, which actually wasn't insanely humid tonight. Miguel brought a twelve-pack of beer, another of cider, and a bottle of brandy, along with leftover empanadas, chilaquiles, and tres leches cake from his day at the diner - he'd maybe cooked a little (a lot) too much instead of only making it to order.

He had to shoo a number of porgs away from the wood in order to build a fire, and finally resulted to webbing a few of them to keep them from setting themselves on fire while he was working on it. They gave him dirty looks as he released them, but he figured it was worth it.

Anyway, looked like tonight would be the "Drunk, Bored, Well-fed, and Accompanied by Porgs" club. It was a thing.


[Open post!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[1000yearstoolate]

There were a bunch of weird birdlike animals staring at her when she arrived.

"Oh, fuck."

One of them let out a noise.

"Are you trying to look cute?"

Seivarden sighed, and decided to make a large pot of tea. They had better stay away from that.

[Open!]

Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[justice_undone]

As she had now finished getting the basement in order, Breq decided it was time to clean the store itself. Not that it was messy, but it was now her responsibility and she should keep it as spotless as she had kept herself as a ship. One shelf at the time was wiped completely free of dust, as was every CD case, every instrument, and even the hinges to the back door got lubricated. She let the stereo choose its own eclectic mix of music, humming along to most of the songs.

[Open!]