Groovy Tunes; Thursday [05/06].

[x_discospider_x]

Although it may not have seemed like it at first, Troy was at work today.

He was the big lump face-down on the counter behind the register.

You knew it was a person there because, occasionally, a pained moan would emit from the lump in commisseration over the fact that the volume on the stereo for the store's sound system was clearly broken and playing too loudly, and Troy knew that he could probably fix it without too much trouble, but that meant having to actually push through a jello shot hangover and actually do that.

Eventually, though, he figured he could say he was productive by testing out just how 'noise-canceling' some of those headphones they sold actually were.

Look, at least he came into today, that meant something, right?

Groovy Tunes is open!

Il Pollo, Thursday Evening

[imafuturist]

It was the day that Steve normally came back to the island for them to teach class, but that wouldn't start back up until next week. Which meant they had to take advantage of a nice, calm evening in order to have date night.

"Think you're ready for paintball?" Tony asked over the top of his menu.

[For the date, but it is a resturant!]

The Perk- Thursday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had stopped in on her way back from training and encountered a new barista. He insisted she couldn't come in here with her staff (Aka "that thing") because she might knock over someone's coffee with it.

This had literally never been a problem before and it wasn't like the place was teeming with people so she wasn't sure where this was coming from. Finally one of the other baristas told him it was fine, and he made her coffee while glaring the whole time.

Rey had intended to get her order to go, but instead she decided to sit at a table where she could prop her staff up against the wall just to show that it wasn't a casual threat to any coffee. So that's how her day was going.


[Bored. Open!]

Devil's Nest, Thursday, May 6, 2021

[texted3times]

So the staff of the Devil's Nest had bailed last week and left the bar in the capable (they assumed) hands of Tiny, but now Eric was back.

He sat down in his normal throne chair near the bar and gave Tiny an assessing look. "You decided to join us in leather pants Thursdays?" he said. "Excellent."

The Devil's Nest was open!