Convent Garden Flowers; Wednesday [08/04].

[white_oleander]

The last thing Astrid expected when she went into work that day was to discover that the place had, apparently, been overtaken by a swarm of alots wearing habits. They were a little startled, at first, but it didn't take them long before they attempted to sweep Astrid up into their conclave, putting into her hands a completely nonsensical hymn book (with a lot of praise toward some guy named Chris and a Holey Dog) and encouraging her to recite it with them.

The whole thing, once she got over the oddity of it, did make her wonder if maybe that was what she could do after she graduated. Join a convent and become a nun. Spend her days illuminating hymnbooks and scriptures. Sure, she didn't believe in God, but that seemed like only a minor hitch.

Oh, and there was definitely an alot of bonsai still trying to peddle a bunch of tortured tiny trees.

Convent Garden is open!


[[ for how many times I almost make this typo every week, I really had no choice ]]

Turtle $ Canary; Wednesday [08/04].

[sake_shinigami]

Shunsui had apparently picked a very bad day to brush a little dust off of that manuscript of his, because even though the words seemed to flow at an extraordinary rate, especially for him, when he finally stopped his pen and took a moment to look over what he'd written, it was...

Not good.

As in, much worse than usual. As a lazy writer, most of Shunsui's scribbles were a true gold mine of misspelling and improperly used words even on a good day. Today, reading back over his work, even he wasn't sure exactly what he'd been trying to say through most of it. He was pretty sure not even Nanao-chan would be able to wrangle workable edits out of this mess...

Luckily, it didn't take long before alot of naps tumbled into the shop, and Shunsui was more than willing to give up his writerly pursuits for the day to see how he just might be able to help them.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Chocolate Chip Cooking
Right Whine
Bread

Turtle % Canary is open!

Caritas; Wednesday [08/04].

[somethingwithturquoise]

You would think, with how many of them were on the stage at Caritas that night, that there would be alot of karaoke going on. But no. Apparently, the alots that had come into the bar were not there to actually sing, but to sign.

Sign what, you ask? Anything, really. Books, posters, movies, your chest, if you were so inclined. They didn't seem too picky, really. If you had a thing, and they had a marker, then, duck it, they were going to sign it! It was a regular old signing frenzy going on!

Summer trusted that, by now, everyone knew that if Tino asked you to guess what he got the alots to sign, they were better off just ignoring him.

Or else they were going to need alot of buckets.

Wedsday jello shoot spechal!

Fist ! three 2 all Wedsday aktivity 1st 1 FERE!!!

Blew Hawaai
Appel Pei
Cherry-Catsup

Caritas is open!

[[ and OCD free, because typing some of this killed my sole ]]