Room 301 Throws A Bush Party in the Preserve; The Preserve, Friday Night [11/08].

[howareyanow]

Well, sure, it was a bit brisk out, but that was actually the perfect kind of weather for a good end-of-the-season bush party. All Wayne had to do was throw on a turtleneck underneath his plaid (you lose a lot of heat in the neck) and make sure the fire was a good solid one, and they'd be all set.

Where Wayne managed to get so many fold-out chairs to set around the fire he'd gotten started in the firepit in the old campgrounds out in the preserve was anyone's guess, but there was plenty of seating for anyone who did show up. He wasn't really expecting a whole lot for just an impromptu bush party, and that was fine, as it'd come up as mostly just a way to get to know his roommate a bit better, and sometimes the smaller get-togethers were always the better ones, but there was a lot to be said for a party that just got much bigger than you expected, too.

Pretty low key. Nothing fancy. A fire and some food and some beer and pop, ain't no reason to get excited.

Although there were apparently a lot of sparklers, too, and more glitter than Wayne would have expected about the place considering he hadn't even brought any. The sparklers he was fairly certian had something to do with his invitation sender. The glitter could have been her, too, but he'd actually be willing to put his money down on the island for that one.


[[ open party is open! If you're a student, you received an invitation, one way or another! If you're someone else who just wants to harrass a bunch of kids having a drinking party in the woods, FINE BE THAT WAY OLD MAN. I DON'T CARE! err, um, ocd on the way! lol is up. Have at! ]]

The Onsen; Friday Afternoon [11/08].

[sake_shinigami]

Day Two in Shunsui's self-appointed onsen streak was going quite a bit better than Day One. He'd effectively abolished all remnants of actually thinking from his brain a bit, and there were several messages on his phone right now from Apu about a problem with the Squishy machine that he was staunchly ignoring, which made today's current soak that much more enjoyable and appreciated.

He was still a bit disheartened about the lack of a shamisen player, but, clearly, he'd gotten over his disappointment. For now, it would just be sitting and soaking and literally forgetting that he had any potential cares in this world.

[[ sorry for the spam! my pups have a lot to do today, and I have to flee for work! open onsen is open! ]]

Turtle & Canary; Friday [11/08].

[special_rabbit]

Apparently, there'd been a problem with the Squishy machine that Shunsui was staunchly ignoring, and so Apu had done the only reasonable thing, the thing he was feeling he should have just done in the first place, and he called Amaya in for help.

Which was why it was Amaya in the store that day, tools spread all around the Squishy machine as she tried to set things right and chase off a lot of old memories of when this was a regular thing for her, all while staunchly ignoring Apu's appeals for her to buy Shunsui out and take over Turtle & Canary again.

"Now, you know I don't mind helping out when I can, Apu," she said, "especially when your boss is out," because that guy was the worst, "but I wasn't into the whole general store business even when I was in the general store business. You'll just have to suck it up, friend."

Her pep talk obviously fell on deaf ears, and then Apu pulled out his phone and seemed to be making another call, and it only took a second for Amaya to pick up on where he was going now. "And don't you go bothering Summer about this all the way in space!" she called out after Apu's retreating back. "She's got...space stuff to worry about! Don't you give me that look! I know that look! That look'll earn you this wrench right upside your head, if you're not careful!"

No, it wouldn't. Amaya would much rather beat this pesky Squishy machine upside its head with her wrench than Apu, but it just felt the thing to do, just like old times.

Today's Squishy Flavors
OUT OF ORDER
but also still
RED

Turtle & Canary is open!

[[ look, I had an idea first thing when I woke up at four in the fuckin' morning, and I decided to run with it. /spam! I'm so sorry everyone]]

Furnado Animal Shelter; Firday [11/08].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Whatever things Prompto had been 'sorting out' at the shelter yesterday very clearly didn't have much to do with the shelter itself, by the looks of it. Not that Sidon minded one bit. In a way, he was actually rather glad for it, because the day always went by quicker and with more excitement when he had plentythank Prompto for being so courteous and thoughtful as to leave him with so many challenges to tackle and goals to accomplish!

Sorry, fish! No tank cleaning for you today! There were other tasks to acheive!!

And leave it to Sidon to make just doing his job some grand, thrilling adventure.

Furnado is open!


[[ lol, I lied. I forgot about big shark man. BUT NOW I'M DONE. I THINK. ]]

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

Judging by the way she curled up in his lap the moment Liam sat down at his desk today, he figured the station cat had more or less recovered from ‘meeting’ Arlo 2 the other day.

“Suppose I need to give you a name,” he murmured softly down to the cat, which had fallen asleep already. “Seems rude to just call you ‘cat’.”

Apparently today’s version of work was ‘think up appropriate names for a cat’, which... there were certainly worse ways to spend the day. Doing anything that involved moving certainly wasn’t an option, at least not until that currently-nameless cat woke up and left, because the idea of disturbing her just felt wrong somehow.

[ooc: post open!