Turtle & Canary; Monday [04/24].

[somethingwithturquoise]

After last week, and with the semester being over and everything, Summer dipped back home for the weekend, to hold her breath about being sucked into something weird and to poke at Rick about portal gun business, to add a sort of "well, if you can't do anything about Eos, how about this Hawkins place?", which would probably not yield any positive results, because when asked for specifics, Summer realized she didn't actually know and could only respond with, "IDK, Ohio, or something? Maybe Iowa? Basically, somewhere I'd rather die than actually live in." But, hey! It was out there now, at least?

And walking into the store that morning made her sort of wish she'd extended her visit back home by a day or something, because she was walking right into Apu's full celebration of a band that ceased to be relevant before she was even born.

Yes, she could just listen to her own music while she did her inventory and ordering, but you could only handle so much New Kids on the Block before it turned into a battle for the sound system, where Summer would pointedly switch to some One Direction and BTS, with an announcement made over the intercom to remind shoppers that this was, indeed, the twenty-first century, and, in perhaps a particular act of cruelty, reminding everyone that the eighties were literally forty years ago and to kindly move the fuck on.

And, considering the band in question, she liked to think that even Nancy and Eddie would agree with her on that one.

Today's Squishy Flavors<
Pigs in a Blanket
New Coke
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Furnado Animal Shelter; Monday [04/24].

[kawaii_complex]

It was Sakaki's last week here on the island; she'd be graduating at the end of it, and then she'd be heading back home for the summer before returning for veterinary school out in California, and it was a little bittersweet. Admittedly, she wasn't probably going to miss many of her classmates much; her shyness and general awkwardness left her not making many friends among her peers. But she would miss all of the animals at the shelter. She had the vet's email, too, so they could keep in touch, but she'd admit, she was still quite a bit intimidated by Sidon, so she probably wouldn't miss him much, either. She did think that everyone she worked with in the future would be rather boring and dull compared to him, though, but that was okay. That was more along her lines.

So she made sure the first aid kits were well-stocked and ready, because she was definitely going to be spending today and subsequent days to follow just saying goodbye to all the animals. Most of them should be fine, but she had a feeling the cats would be making the most out of their last chances to show their affection with all their bites, scratches, headbutts, and other acts of feline violence.

She really was going to miss them, and, though cats in Japan had been the same way, she sort of hoped cats in California might be a bit more....accepting.

Furnado is open!

The Photo Hut; Monday [04/24].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Now that things had sort of seemed to have settled into a kind of rhythm at home, Prompto was starting to think of getting back into some of his freelance photography work again and maybe looking at some potential job offers that had been filtering his way from the website again. Heading into late spring and summer would mean a lot of wedding, probably; he kind of missed the ball on senior pictures, but there were graduations coming up! Although, with Fandom's graduation this weekend, he knew better than to accept anything this weekend, because who even knew what they'd be likely to deal with coming up here...

But that did get him thinking that trying to run an appointment-based business while living in a place where you couldn't guarantee you weren't a puppy or some random other person or stuck in a hole or otherwise detained for a large chunk of unexpected time was a particularly interesting challenge that he had to consider, too. How much would it suck if the photographer for your wedding didn't show up, and his excuse was, "Yeah, no, sorry, I thought I was a bug all weekend," or something? Talk about unprofessional!

So he was also thinking of working up some kind of disclaimer (he should really talk to Iggy about getting this to sound really good, shouldn't he?) and trying to think of some kind of back-up system to lean back on In Case of Fandom, and just basically attending to reviving this aspect of his work, because, you know, the whole juggling three jobs already thing wasn't enough.

The Photo Hut is open!

Diaz & Ass.; Monday [04/24].

[died8yearsago]

There was definitely a long list of complaints waiting for Rosa in various forms that Monday, all thanks to having put RoboCop on the phones last week, and she was handling them as you'd expect any consummate profession would: by calling them back and making it even worse.

RC came by his little shitness honestly.

But, eventually, she did shift over to picking through her emails and other messages for legitimate ones worth her time and attention, and maybe stuff to send over to the Asses to keep them from getting bored or whatever.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell and the kittens were here. There'd been a huge order from someone wanting bright colored gerbera daisies, hundreds of them. Nell set to work, arranging them into bouquets and vases to be ready for pick up by noontime.

After that, she and her tired fingers were going to rest for a bit with a nice cup of tea.

Trooper Station, Monday, April 24, 2023

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was back in the office without soda bread or a child and the Troopers were not thrilled that he filled that gap with making them do laps around the island with him.

There were back in the office now, grumbling behind their helmets, and Steve was studiously ignoring the griping.

The Trooper Station was open! And kinda sweaty.

The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

[texted3times]

Eric arrived in the club at the same time as always and barely glanced at the New Kids on the Block belly tee that Tiny was wearing. "You know that I'm not going to ask," he said, settling into his usual spot. "I'm just not."

The Devil's Nest was open. Tiny, at least, was celebrating New Kids on the Block Day.

(His favorite was Donnie, if you cared.)

Mystery Sign Theater 3000, Monday

[amitragic]

Ulysses' entire Monday morning at work had been taken up by unpacking boxes upon boxes of new stock for the concessions stand (so much of it that he'd been beginning to suggest the stand was eating some of it while his back was turned) so when it was finally time for him to sit down at the box office, he was exhausted.

But hey, there was a movie playing anyway.

NOW SHOWING
Renfield

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [24/04]

[giveittoyoursister]

Vi did fully intend on going to the pool party later, but you know, she had responsibilities, and a boss she wasn't exactly inclined to either stand up or lie to about standing up.

Besides, they stocked a heap of party games, even if only a few of them were actually waterproof...

[Open!]