Covent Garden Flowers; Wednesday [09/29].

[white_oleander]

Astrid didn't need the flowers to sing her lullabies today; she'd barely been sleeping at all since she gotten back from California, especially with the emptiness of her room now feeling even colder, larger, almost like infinitate space. All she could think of was her mother's words, her embrace, tumbling into her ear and making everything she'd built up in the past three, almost four now, years come crumbling down. It almost hurt to be here now, when she could be there with her again, and she knew that was wrong. She knew what was happening. She knew that Ingrid knew exactly what Astrid wanted to hear, and she said it, but had she said it just to get what she wanted? Or had she possibly meant it? It felt sincere, so sincere that it thrummed inside of Astrid,, but that was what Ingrid did, that was what she was good at, making you just believe...

...she would be eighteen soon. Just shy of a month. It would be years still, probably, until Ingrid got out, but how hard would it be for Astrid to get in? What would she have to do? What were the odds that she could end up in the same place, the same ward, maybe even the same cell block...

It wasn't the first time Astrid had had thoughts like these. But it was the first time it seemed close enough to be a possibility, and, even though she ached for it, she could also see everything wrong with it, she could be angry at herself for dismissing everything she'd become in the last three years so easily, just for an embrace.

So she didn't need the flowers' lullabies today. The thoughts that kept her up in her too-big, too-lonely room settled long enough while she was behind the counter at the shop for her to slip in and out of some much needed sleep while she was there, even it just meant all her dreams were wreathed in oleander.

Covent Garden is open!

Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [09/29].

[sake_shinigami]

Apu-san was in a markedly terrible mood that day, to the point where Shunsui, who generally tried to just ignore Apu-san as much as he could, couldn't help but notice it. There was no expectant elaborate dance numbers with voracious singing through the aisles. There was no influx of geese fluttering out from the back room. Not even an excuse to get out of work to attend a grandchild's birthday! There was just a sour mood surrounding him like a dismal miasma as he went about angrily stocking shelves and occasionally sending withering glances in the direction of where Shunsui was camped out at the register as usual.

And a part of Shunsui wondered if he should try to think back on some of his more recent exploits to see if there was something among them that may have, apparently, particularly offended his loyal employee, but he ultimately decided that, if there was something, it was probably ridiculous and he really didn't care enough to bother.

He did, however, feel he was offering an olive branch of sorts for whatever it may have been by getting into the spirit of his particular inclinations for random holidays by embracing one of his own.

"'The more man meditates upon good thoughts, the better will be his world and the world at large,' Apu-san ♥," he informed him sagely whenever he passed by with the broom. "'Ability will never catch up with the demand for it.' ♥."

Apu-san was thoroughly unimpressed.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Coffee
Biscotti
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Caritas; Wednesday [09/29].

[somethingwithturquoise]

You know, for someone who had convinced herself that her leaving was a non-issue and completely inconsequential to the world as a whole (this one, anyway; obviously, fighting the Galactic Federation was a pretty big deal to the world being constantly theatened by them), Summer sure had been reluctant to bring it up to most people. Like, yeah, sure, she'd sort of talked to Rey about it last week, and since Beth actually had shown up, that pretty much sealed the deal, and she'd already taken care of a few loose ends like her class and her management duties at T&C, but....she hadn't really mentioned it to a lot of people and found herself weirdly reluctant to do so.

Because it just wasn't how she did things, right? She was her grandfather's granddaughter. It felt much more natural to just up and leave and that was that than anything else.

But tempting as that actually was, it also felt kind of wrong, so she figured she would find some sort of middle ground between actually telling people and just flying off into the great starry beyond in the one way she knew how to channel emotions that she didn't know how to deal with very well: jello shot specials.

Because that was what people were really going to miss, right? The jello....

Last Chance Wednesdday Jello Shots!

Get 'em before they're gone!

First One Free for Everybody!

Intergalactic
Little Pink Spaceship
Blaster Bolts
Little Green Men

Caritas is open!

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was just minding her own business, arranging some new inventory onto the shelves behind the bar when suddenly --

"Ow."

She pulled her hand back and stuck the tips of a couple of her fingers in her mouth, because something had burned her. Something on the shelf, towards the back. With a deep frown, she leaned in for a better look, gingerly moving some of the bottles in front ot of the way. And there, looking perfectly innocent, was a bottle of chilli vodka.

Octavia didn't usually bother touching the specials board, but this seemed like it called for it, so:

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
NO VODKA
Right, she was going to stick her hand under a tap for a while, now.

The Perk - Wednesday Afternoon

[onlyajones]

After finishing with classes for the week, Jo got her normal hot cocoa at the Perk and sat down at one of the tables.

This week however she had with her a brand new, well at least it was new to her, phone and she had now finished setting it up with the different apps that she needed.

She was finding it all to be quite fascinating and was spending time going through the different ones that she now had on her phone.


[open!]