Covent Garden Flowers; Wednesday [11/10].

[white_oleander]

Since everything seemed fairly in order around the shop when Astrid got in, and the guitar-playing orchid seemed fine with just vibing on some chill tunes (but not quite lullaby level), Astrid spent a little of her time working on putting together some autumn-inspired wreaths and hanging them in various spots around the shop, and then breaking out some of her watercolors and working on some new postcards to capture that same feeling, those warm autumn colors, trees bursting with the fire of the season, poinsettias, chrysanthemums, croton and sweet alyssum and aster...

And a small note for the box on the counter:

Floral Postcards: All of the Beauty. None of the Fuss.

Covent Garden is open!

Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [11/10].

[sake_shinigami]

Even though he'd been back for a few days now, Shunsui hadn't bothered to check into the store yet, since he knew he'd be sweeping his way in on Wednesday anyway, so, needless to say, he was quite pleased to arrive and find that the whole thing was still standing despite his absense.

"And so you see, Apu-san ♥," he informed his most dedicated employee with amused confidence. "Proof in the pudding that Astrid-chan is a fine and competent manager after all and perhaps you should stop being so terribly hard on the poor girl, mmmm ♥?"

Apu was not at all impressed with Shunsui's incredibly low bar on this particular standard, especially since he'd been with this place long enough to make a case that sometimes, even no manager at all was better than managers like some who shall remain nameless.

Present company included.

And no, Shunsui, he would not elaborate on why he was considering maybe taking a break from all the daily national holiday stuff for a little while...

Today's Squishy Flavors
Vanilla Cupcake
Chocolate Brownie
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Diaz & Ass.; Wednesday [11/10].

[died8yearsago]

At the moment, Rosa was confronting two major goals for another day at the office:

1) Trying to decide on whether or not she wanted to take a job that would probably require her to do some deep undercover that might last more than a couple of weeks, but, after doing her lesson on fake identities, was incredibly appealing, because she did not get to just disappear into a new alias nearly enough these days.

and

2) Trolling people on the Crimson Portal forums online because it really didn't take much to get that fanbase all riled up about shit, and she felt she probably shouldn't take so much pleasure out of something that was like shooting fish into a barrel, but come on. It was fascinating, really, watching them scramble and flail even when dropping the smallest of bombs...

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Dite's Decadent Delights | Wednesday

[begmetwice]

Irene prided herself on being non-judgmental, particularly when it came to what tickled others' fancies. Humans were complicated, interesting creatures, and attraction was dynamic.

But that being said. "There really is something for everyone," Irene mused aloud as she put the finishing touches on her Thanksgiving display. Carrot and corn-shaped dildoes. Cranberry sauce massage oil. Buttery lube.

Maybe it was just that she wasn't American. This wasn't her holiday. (As though there wasn't bizarre British food-themed merchandise out there, please.)

[that link is not safe for work, and there are pictures.]

Magic Box, Wednesday

[gospel_of_oblivion]

Illyana had handwavily applied and accepted for a job here a few weeks ago, and now today was finally her first day that her player didn't forget.

So here she was, teaching herself how to use the till. She'd get to doing the chore parts... later. If she didn't decide to try and have a few of her goblins do it for her. That could be hilarious...

The Magic Box was open for business. So long as you weren't expecting friendly customer serice.

Fix and Pro- Wed

[alwaysonguard]

 It was a fairly laid back day at the shop.  A couple of the bigger projects were done and the few that were still on the to-do list could wait a little while longer.  Right now Dwight was working on a personal project.

He was getting back to his woodworking roots and putting the finishing touches on the head board to the new bed frame he had been working on for the last few days. He figured since he was here to stay and wasn't planning on packing up and leaving any time soon it was high time he had a decent bed up in his apartment.

So there he was, sanding away, creating quite the pile of sawdust at his feet in the process. 



(open post- work suuuuuuucks today- BLEEEECH)

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

It was a playlist kind of night at the club tonight. And not just that, but the playlist in question seemed heavily geared towards a bunch of late eighties and nineties alt rock.

Octavia, putting away clean glasses behind the bar, was definitely not casting occasional glances towards the largely empty dance floor. Perish the thought.

The Devil's Nest was open. Enjoy the grunge.

[ooc: I LIVE. Barely, and that's why we are going OCD-free tonight.]

The Perk - Wednesday Afternoon

[onlyajones]

Jo was back to her normal routine of getting a hot cocoa after classes had finished for the week and she was definitely a lot happier than she had been last week.

She’d gotten a new letter from Deirdre and was in the process of reading what she’d been up to these past few weeks and she seemed to be doing well and she’d gotten to see her father at half term, which was the first time in a long while since she’d seen him since her dad was often away at sea. Jo imagined that would have been a lot more ideal than the half term she’d spent previously with Jo and her family.

Still it was always nice reading something from home and now that she wasn’t at Malory Towers, it was definitely interesting hearing news from her old school.

[open!]