Luke’s, Thursday

[betterthanaplan]

"I hate . . . every single one of you." Duke stared at the specials board with a certain resigned despair.

Today's specials
Dr. Pepper pulled pork
Cajun-fried bullfrog

"Thursdays are supposed to be for fish!"

Well. At least he wasn't mooning over Octavia at present.

Luke's was open.

[no ocd]

Devil's Nest, Thursday, May 28, 2020

[texted3times]

Well, look at that, Eric actually doing the front of house part of his job!

He even put up a sign on the door to announce a future event:

*INTERNATIONAL AXE THROWING DAY JUNE 13
TOURNAMENT HERE THAT NIGHT
COME IN AND PRACTICE BEFOREHAND OR RISKING CHOPPING OFF YOUR OWN FOOT AND HAVING US LAUGH AT YOU*

There. He deserved a drink for all that hard work, right?

Right

[OOC: No OCD today!]

The Onsen, Thursday Afternoon

[crimson_sister]

Allerdale Hall offered only water that ran red from the clay and that didn't get warm enough to make it relaxing rather than purely functional to have a bath. Lucille remembered the Onsen; she hadn't visited it a lot when she had been living in Fandom before, and she did have a comfortable bathtub in her apartment, but she longed to relax in warm water, perhaps washing off some of the memories she preferred to leave behind.

Those memories didn't include killing her mother in the bathtub with a meat cleaver. That was one she would cherish forever.

She slipped into the water, wearing a swimsuit that would have been more or less respectable in her own time, then closed her eyes.

[Open]

Cafe Fina; Thursday Evening [05/28].

[somethingwithturquoise]

So, Summer had definitely had a week. Her mom thinking she'd been replaced by a clone. Telling one of her students that nothing in life mattered because everyone died anyway. The complete dumpster fire of an evening that had been Caritas last night...

And now? Now she was on a date.

With a squirrel.

Thanks, Amaya.

Summer looked across the table where Leroy, sitting on top of a pile of menues on his chair, adjusted his tiny squirrel bowtoe and slicked back his tiny squirrel hair with his paw and flashed her a tiny squirrel grin.

...

"You know," she ventured, looking around the restaurant to avoid looking at Leroy, "I've never actually been here before? But it's....nice?"

This was going to be a very long night.

[[ ESTABLISHY. Cafe Fina is still a thing, right? Like, the last post on the tag is 2015, it's still on the map, though! ]]