Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [08/03].

[sake_shinigami]

Anytime Apu-san was in a particularly good mood at the store was grounds for some light suspicion from Shunsui, and he almost didn't ask, but, as the man went about his usual sweeping through the aisle (in the literal sense, and not the theatric, over-the-top sense in which Shunsui did it) humming along, curiosity, for once, did get the better of him, which is how he found out that it was Clean Your Floors Day.

And then there was a pause.

"Isn't...every day pretty much clean your floors day for you, Apu-san?"

Which was not a judgement, of course! Especially since that meant Shunsui never had to do it himself, but, well, good for him. As long as it made him happy.

He'd definitely get to do plenty of it, too, because Shunsui had brought Issa-chan with him again and she was shedding like mad.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Watermelon
Mixed Nuts
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Caritas; Wednesday [08/03].

[somethingwithturquoise]

When Summer didn't show up for her shift that evening, Tino decided this was the perfect time to take matter into his own hands and prove that Summer Smith did not have a monopoly on jello shots, thank you very much.

What resulted was something that was far more booze than actual jello, a somewhat soupy mess of a variety of colors and flavors, far more liquid than jello had any right to be.

But, hey! At least the first one was still free if you participated in the Wednesday activity!

Not that Tino would know if you did or not, so technically, the first one was free for everyone.

Caritas is open! Please mod your bartender!

[[ am I enough of a narcissist to make a Mod Tino post merely to have the potential of people pouting and maybe worrying about a lack of Summer?

Yes. Yes I am. Although if you're at the shenanigans later, you might have an idea why ]]

Dite's Decadent Delights | Wednesday

[begmetwice]

Irene had exactly zero memory of the weekend. Wasn't the first time, of course -- she was classy, but you did not become a jet-setting dominatrix famous the world over without a blackout or two in your past -- but she didn't have any ill effects when she woke up on Monday, either. Actually felt quite good, in fact. And Clementine did not appear to have been neglected for the weekend, so between the evidence and what she could glean from radio, Irene was happy to let it lie.

Besides, she had much more important things to tend to. Such as setting up a sex swing display in a corner of the shop, with her puppy in her little puppy playpen nearby (both because she was still quite a young puppy, and also because Irene was completely in love with her, thank you for asking.)

Anyone browsing Dite's today could find her in stocking feet up on a stepladder with her Louboutins discarded nearby, screwing in eyehooks and quietly reading directions aloud to herself. It was important to get it right! For actual safety's sake!

[open!]

The Perk, Wednesday Noon

[amitragic]

So Ulysses was still kind of broken up about the weekend. Not really about anything that had happened - because he seemed to be able to recall less and less clearly as time wore on, anyway - but there was this horrible weight inside him that he seemed to be unable to shake. The nightmares had stopped with the one he'd woken up from on Monday, but something else persisted.

And no amount of vaping seemed to be doing anything.

So today, as the morning began to turn into the afternoon, he could be found at a table near the back of the Perk, looking miserable with his giant coffee and his half-eated muffin.

You know, super sociable and all.

[ooc: Open like places in town tend to be!]

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

The sound system was having a very specific kind of an eighties night, possibly in protest of the island's most recent stretch towards the future. Or maybe just because. It wasn't like there was much rhyme or reason to any of the other times it seemed to have a mind of its own, either.

Octavia was behind the bar, doing her best to focus even though her thoughts wanted to drift to --

Well.

All sorts of things, but mostly the weekend.

(Growing old was complicated. Especially when it seemed like it hadn't been.)

The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (8/4)

[drumsticksandd20s]

Was Steph in any better of a mood today than she had been yesterday, or for the past week and change now? Not really, but at least she was getting used to it, which was... a dubious plus? Sure. She'd go with that.

She was busy texting with Ethan and Alex as she showed up to open the store this morning, making tentative plans to run a quick one-shot for them later in the day -- being more than a little bit pushy about it, if she felt like being honest which she didn't, but she thought she was really going to need the distraction after her band workshop.

Except that it seemed like things were... a bit more disheveled than they had been when she locked up the night before, and the office door was cracked open, and had someone been in here at some point between then and now?

"Guys?" She eyed Saffron (who just kept getting crankier and crankier the last few days) and Little Bot (rolling around blithely as he went about his daily routine). "Have you... noticed anyone besides the gremlins getting in here?" Little Bot made a bright, nonchalant noise as if she shouldn't worry about it, and Saffron turned over with a loud grumbling noise in order to more blatantly ignore her.

"Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaay." Warily, Steph opened the office door to let herself in and found a cup of coffee sitting next to the slightly grease-stained paper bag on her desk, both of them looking like they'd been left fairly recently, and she wasn't at all surprised to find upon opening the bag that it contained her favorite breakfast sandwich and hash brown patty from J,GoB. It just figured that Vi would break in just to make sure she was still feeding herself, even if she didn't want to directly acknowledge Steph's existence.

"You absolute dumbass," she mumbled with a slightly watery smile that crumbled into a shaky laugh, and sat down at the desk to start eating.

The Magpie Emporium was open, and its proprietor was in the most indescribable mood.

[OOC: Open, if SP because work continues to be ridic this week. B&E food delivery modded at the suggestion of, and with permission from, giveittoyoursister.]