The Photo Hut; Monday [11/21].

[hashtag_chocobro]

The Very Important shopping excursion yesterday had been a success, and the spoils of such a quest were safely (he hoped!) stashed away at Gladio and Ignis' apartment, where it would remain (or so help him!) until Thursday, so that was one thing to mark off the list. Prompto thought having that part out of the way would settled his nerves at least a little; that was half the battle, right? But he felt as though being that much closer only made it more nerve-wrecking.

So he was going to focus on some more tangible, productive things that morning at the shop, like uploading and editing some of his more recent stock photos, and following up on a few emails about some freelance work. December could be a potentially busy month, especially if he managed to get in on a few quick holiday card gigs, but he was really kind of goggling at one email in particular. Sure, he didn't know much about the holiday, but he was pretty sure it was not normal to hire a professional photographer for your Thanksgiving dinner.

It was kind of a shame, though, to have to turn that one down, but sorry! He had plans.

But, hey, maybe they keep him in mind for something like their Presidents Day or Groundhogs Day celebration.

The Photo Hut is open!

Diaz & Ass.; Monday [11/21].

[died8yearsago]

Rosa was working very intently at her computer that day, meticulously putting together what looked like some sort of mock-up of an official Missing Persons report, and various other pieces of forged evidence to support this claim.

For herself.

Look, you had your ways of ensuring you could get out of Thanksgiving dinner with your family, Rosa had hers, and she was pretty sure they wouldn't fall for a fake death certificate for a third time.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Furnado Animal Shelter; Monday [11/21].

[kawaii_complex]

Okay, Sakaki really did appreciate all the hard work that went into giving some of the dogs who were willing and eager a variety of adorable turkey costumes, but she was much less certain about how she felt about the turkey hats on the cats.

But she supposed she should try to see the cuteness in them, because it wasn't like any of the cats would let her get close enough to remove the hats without suffering some serious consequences.

And then she was mildly disturbed that it was kind of making her a little hungry. She didn't even like turkey! She wasn't even American (despite Osaka's claims to the contrary due to Sakaki's...erm...size)! She should not be getting hungry over this! But maybe she could run out and get some snacks to help with that.

Furnado is open!

Turtle & Canary; Monday [11/21].

[somethingwithturquoise]

"No."

Summer had barely gotten through the door for her shift that day, and already, she was having to put her foot down. Her timing, apparently, was impeccable, because she walked in just in time to see Apu lugging out a big box from the back room marked 'X-Mas Decór'.

"We still have four days," she insisted. "After Thanksgiving, I don't care if you turn this place into a goddamn Christmas fever dream that looks like all of Santa's elves and reindeer binged on peppermint Schnapps and Malört for eight crazy nights and vomited candy canes and tinsel over every square inch of the store, but you will wait until after Thanksgiving to do it."

Apu, predictably, sulked a little, but he started to turn back with the box.

"Wait, hold on," Summer then said quickly. "Actually, leave the box up here. I want to go through it to see if there's really any good shit I can usurp for the Christmas rager. Actually, now that I think about it, now might be the best time to do a thorough inventory of what we do still have lingering in that back room for some holiday inspiration...."

Oh, no, it was starting to infect her already, too!

Today's Squishy Flavors
Stuffing
Gingerbread Cookie
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell and the kittens were all in a good mood today. The kittens chased sunbeams and dust motes among the flowers, while Nell organized and filled Thanksgiving orders. It was amazing how many people ordered flowers or bouquets at this time of year.

The flowers seemed cheerful too and Nell would swear that some of them shifted around to keep an eye on the kitten's antics.

Covent Garden Flowers was open!

Pizza Planet, Monday

[carbsliftthespirit]

Raiden was holding an internal debate on texting Al to make sure the turkey was thawing. On the one hand, the turkey really needed to be thawing by now. On the other hand, Al might take offense. Pride was...tricky.

He guessed worst case scenario he could always thaw it in the bathtub.

Specials
Thanksgiving Pizza
Brussels Sprouts, Apple, & Caramelized Onion Pizza
Pumpkin & Chorizo Pizza

Pizza Planet is open!

The Perk, Monday Late Morning

[pocketpretzels]

Yes, once again the cat (who now had a name, Watts having taken the weekend to settle on the one he felt best fit) had shown a complete disregard for what was a reasonable time to be awake. So once again, here was Watts, giving in to the need for a caffeinated beverage stronger than the tea he had on hand and ordering a peppermint mocha.

Once he had his drink, he settled in at a table and took out his mobile telephone and his notepad in order to do a little research.

The Devil's Nest, Monday, November 21, 2022

[texted3times]

Eric sauntered into the bar and looked at the array of bottles on the bar in front of Tiny. He arched up an eyebrow. "Wild Turkey special?"

Tiny nodded.

"Hilarious," Eric said dryly.

The Devil's Nest was open. And Thanksgiving-y, if you squinted.

[OCD free!]

Museum- Monday

[anomaly_research_nerd]

Connor was definitely not at all late getting to the museum that morning. not at all! He just felt like sprinting most of the way so he was wide awake with his heart pumping nad blood flowing as he settled in for the day. Totally normal....

At least he hadn't lost any of the papers he had with him as he made his jog across the island. But if anyone needed him right away they might have to give him a minute or two to catch his breath before he would be good for much. It had been a while since he had had to run like that. Probably running from a Raptor was the last time he could recall to be honest.

Anyway, the Museum was finally open and ready if anyone happened to wander by.

The Magic Box, Monday

[existencemisspent]

"Any turkeys in here?" Eliot called as he made his way (belatedly, of course) into the shop. "No? How about pilgrims? I warn you, I have a very unorthodox view of godly worship. . . ."

The Magic Box was still. Nothing hopped, flapped, squawked, or pontificated. There were no random seasonal gourds, and the giant skeleton was as inanimate as expected.

"Ah yes," Eliot muttered. "This isn't suspiciously normal at all. Excellent."

And he settled in behind the check out counter for a nap.

[open!]

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [21/11]

[giveittoyoursister]

Given her everything during her last shift, Vi hadn't actually had a chance to fulfil her new responsibilities and rearrange the minis yet, so she was taking care of that now, setting up the display so it resembled where Graham's group had been when they'd left off last.

Of course, that meant spending a lot of time looking for just the right minis for each character.

[Open]