Devil's Nest | Sunday Evening

[long_memory]

Silver had plans for the evening so it was just Tiny behind the bar tonight. He was more than happy to help you drink your loneliness away. Just don't puke on the floor if you have too much booze.

[OCD-free and mod Tiny!]

Across Town and Through Portalocity, Sunday Morning

[bigdamnprincipal]

Early in the morning, the flowers that had been ordered through the Student Council were carefully delivered to their respective recipients. Hurray for love!

( Deliveries! )

[If I missed something in my cutting and pasting, please let me know! Happy Valentine's Day!]

Luke's- Sunday

[complexfemale]

Probably unsurprisingly, Maeve hated Valentine's Day. Which of course meant she was annoyed when she walked into work and found heart garland strung up around the doors and counter, but whatever. It was one shift. She'd deal.

SPECIALS
Butter and Herb Baked Oysters
Wine Poached Pears
Pomegranate Milkshake

"So it's going to be like this," Maeve sighed at the board.


[Open!]

Mystery Sign Theater 3000, Sunday

[shapethecentury]

"... Aw, Jesus."

No, Bucky hadn't been paying attention to what day it was. Walking into the movie theater today made it abundantly clear, though, what with all the heart-shaped garlands and the general explosion of red and pink decorations all around the lobby.

"What?" asked Ingrid in a chipper manner, off Bucky's wary look. "It's good for business!"

Bucky knew better than to argue with her about 'good for business', so he just... shook his head and kept his sigh quiet.

He didn't even recognize the movie they were showing for the occasion.

NOW SHOWING
Katherine and Leo
♥♥ TWO TICKETS FOR THE PRICE OF ONE! ♥♥
♥♥♥ HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! ♥♥♥

Atlas Gym, Monday (2/15)

[notallbluemonks]

Someone, apparently, had left a cup of coffee out on the front desk since... sometime between Beau's last shift and today, she could tell that much. To be fair, the apparently endless supply of the damn protein shaker bottles had hidden it pretty well, so okay, whatever, understandable mistake to make. Still, the cup was super gross, and even had weird green fumes wafting off the remainder of the coffee in it.

"Dude," Beau yelled, just sort of in general, as she hurried to the break room to dump the horrifying mess into the sink. "Really? Like, really?"

(Look, the green fumes reminded her a little bit of the damn poison, or acid or whatever it was, troll in the Lebenda Swamp that had tried to run off with her setting a precedent, sigh almost-dead self. And remembering that damn troll irritated her.)

She drop-kicked one of the protein shaker bottles across the lobby floor as a convenient scapegoat for her annoyance, but... you know, she hadn't yet figured out who was behind the shipment of bottles in the first place. So that was a thing to do in her bouts of down time: keep trying to get the answer to that question.

If she didn't know any better, she'd wonder if Dairon had set this up as a lesson in patience, but honestly, this entire damn place was a lesson in patience some weeks.

[OOC: The Sims 4 ate me, and how often I have to clean out the coffee pot is my pet peeve, so...

Open, anyway.]