Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [12/07].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer was kind of wondering when exactly she just became responsibe for things when Radchaai left, because Seivarden had left her cat for Summer to take care of, and Tisarwat? Had left a whole-ass store. And she didn't think she could get away with working out joint-custody with Prompto like she had the cat.

Well, actually, maybe....She'd have to talk to him about it. But, either way, she supposed it wouldn't be that bad, it was a music store, at least it wouldn't be like when she was temporarily in charge of Furnado, because that involved actual living creatures, and here it was just...instruments and CDs that nobody wanted any more and staring with bewilderment at Tisarwat's records because, good god, what did you even do here??

When Summer agreed to keep an eye on the store, she'd done it because she understood completely what Tisarwat meant when she said she couldn't leave the store in the hands of Troy or that annoying hipster that sometimes worked for her, too. But now that she was here and seeing how Tisarwat apparently so-called 'ran' this store....she wasn't sure this place should be left to the hands of any of them, sheesh!

Well. She supposed not everyone can have a summer's worth of business classes at a community college to help them out....

At least the island was cool by keeping up with her aethetic and giving her pink santa hats today, though.

Groovy Tunes is open!

The Park- Tuesday Morning

[alwaysonguard]

It only took about five attempts to remove the Santa hat Dwight found himself wearing when he woke up before he just accepted it. It was a hat day on the island evidently. And you know what? Compared to the other stuff he had seen in Haven and here on the island, he would gladly take annoying hats over something more... problematic. Though, the hat did look a bit ridiculous as it was a bit too small for someone of his stature...

After taking care of the usual morning chores and making sure the shop downstairs was still locked up - just in case any horses from yesterday were still roaming around the island- he headed off towards the park. Snoopy was all ready to go in his new harness and as they headed out, Dwight grabbed the bag of treats off the counter and put it in his pocket. He had to laugh as they made their way to the park, the tiny pup stopping now and then to bark at one of the squirrels that got too close and to shake his head to try and get the tiny Santa hat off.

Once at the Park, Dwight waited with somewhat baited breath to see how Snoopy and the flamingos would get along. So far... was just a back a forth of a curious bark and an annoyed squawk now and then.

(Open for all your park-y needs!)

Fandom Fire Station | Tuesday

[firehousehimbo]

Buck certainly didn't mind the forced Christmas cheer. Okay, there had been a couple seconds where he did freak out because the hat wouldn't come off, but after taking a breath and using the old logic skills he had buried deep down, he figured this wasn't a permanent thing.

So he'd just lean into it, stopping by the store before his shift to pick up some Christmas lights he could put around the trim of the station.

[Open]

Magic Box | Tuesday

[scarlet_chaos]

Wanda didn't have all that much to do at work today, so she was sitting behind the register playing around on her phone. There was a hat on top of her head that she couldn't seem to take off, but she was ignoring that problem for now.

[Open]

Community Center Class: Making The World A Better Place (Tuesday Evening)

[misshapen_spark]

"If you hate the hats, good news, we're leaving the island again, so you can try and take them off if you want," Yang said as people arrived at the Causeway. "Hope you got my handwavy message to dress warm!"

"A bunch of cities got hit by snow over the last few days. Predictably, the residents were unprepared because of unseasonably warm weather lately. Gotta love global warming. However, the cities were also unprepared, and while they've been out handling the roads, they have not yet cleared the sidewalks by their parks."

"Why does this matter? Because not everyone who's disabled has a bad-ass prosthetic like my arm," she said bluntly. "They may use mobility aids, or just get along the best they can, and a snow and ice covered sidewalk? Does not allow them to get to the store or to public transit."

"Keeping sidewalks clear is important for people with mobility aids, people with strollers, and just general safety! Not everyone has a car, or speeder bike, or whatever to get around, and sometimes you just gotta walk somewhere."

"This city has a group called the Snow Angels. They're broken up into groups by neighborhood, and handle clearing the sidewalks and public transit stations when the city fails to help out in a timely manner, ESPECIALLY around retirement homes and high-density housing filled with immigrants who reply heavily on public transportation. They also take applications for helping out private citizens who cannot clear their own walkways or driveways for a variety of reasons, and don't have the money to pay someone else to do it for them."

"So today you've got a few options: help with snow removal by going out with one of the teams, stay at the community center and pass out hot cider and coco to teams that are coming in to warm up, or work dispatch with the radios to coordinate teams. Now let's go!"

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer's poor partners had spent the day dealing with him going through all the stages of coping - about the bloody Santa hat.

It was ugly. It wouldn't leave. He barely had anything that matched!

... Except the red velvet suit he'd eventually put on this afternoon, when he'd consented to leave the bedroom to start prepping for work. Along the way he'd added a golden garland to the ensemble, and now it was almost, somehow, a fashion statement.

"No, I'm not 'fancy Santa', Tiny," Lucifer said irritably. "And you can get behind the piano tonight." Beat. "Actually, don't. You're terrible."

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The Photo Hut - Tuesday

[flamesburned]

When Liz had woken up this morning she found that she was wearing a Santa hat and no matter how many times she tried to take it off, there was always a Santa hat on her head. She seemed to recall something similar happening when she was a student so she eventually gave up the attempt of trying to take the hat off.

So Liz opened up the Photo Hut wearing a Santa hat and she was joined by Rain who suddenly had new toys to play with in the form of the discarded Santa hats.

Liz was spending her morning alternating between taking photos of Rain playing with the hats and making sure the store was clean and tidy.

[the Photo Hut is open]