Trooper Station, Friday

[pocketpretzels]

After Watts and Marc had stopped by Dwight's shop to discuss the furniture order, Watts and Steven made their way over to the Trooper Station.

Where the floor seemed to be littered with an obstacle course made of banana peels.

"I don't think today shall be terribly busy," Watts said, as he darted and dodged his way across the floor towards his office, with a long stride here, a twirl there, and thankfully no missteps. "But hopefully you won't find yourself too bored."

Turtle & Canary; Friday [08/18].

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Whatever it is, Apu," said Prompto, almost as soon as he walked through the door of Turtle & Canary, lifting a hand to stop the flow of whatever nonsense was going to be attempted to be thrown his way, "I do not want to hear it, okay? I am going to come in, I'm going to do my job, and you're going to leave me alone, got it? I already got Summer to agree to force you to take a vacation if you don't, alright? So don't fucking push it with me today."

Well, that was....quite the entrance, there, Prompto, and Apu was going to slowly take the barber's shears he had in his hands and tuck them against his back, out of sight, so that Prompto never even had to know how he was planning on insisting on a much needed hair cut in honor of Men's Grooming Day.

But, hey, mens' toiletries and self-care products were going to be 25% off today, still, at least!

And he'd be happy to pass that haircut along to anyone else who might be interested.

Today's Squishy Flavors

Fijita
Kool-Aid
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Fast Eddie's | Friday

[shireisburning]

The stereo was on the fritz again which meant that, for some reason, all it was doing was playing calypso music. Eddie had recently educated himself on Beetlejuice so he wasn't actually complaining. That movie ruled. He hoped this place was haunted with goofy ghosts, that'd be sweet.

[Open, OCD-free]

Fix and Clean Shop- Friday

[alwaysonguard]

There had been a lot on Dwight's mind. More than usual, which was probably to be expected given everything that had happened over the few weeks. He had tried for the last few days to get back into a routine of sorts, but it was proving a bit of a challenge.

As proof to that fact, Dwight was down in the shop, not working on any new project but rather sitting at the counter. Several books were spread out in front of him. Photo albums to be exact. And it was at a slow and methodical pace that he slowly turned the pages looking at the photos and the memories on each page.

It was likely going to be another unproductive day, but if anyone needed him, he was there and the door to the shop was open.

Pizza Planet, Friday

[carbsliftthespirit]

Raiden had been to the farmer's market, which was always super dangerous. Castor was going to be very alarmed by the bill. But he'd made some local bakers' day and had some great chats with local farmers, and now he had all sorts of fresh produce ready to be put on pizza! It was a great morning.

Specials
Corn, Tomato, & Bacon Calzone
Fresh Tomato & Pesto Pizza
Zucchini & Herb Pizza
Watermelon Pizza

One of these things was not like the others...but Pizza Planet was open!

The Magpie Emporium; Friday [08/18].

[pun_king]

As much as he enjoyed it, Graham had to admit that the enthusiasm and interest in the game lately seemed to have been...mmm...waning. It just didn't seem to be captivating people as much as when it first got started, so he decided, as the GM, to make an executive decision and maybe take a break from it for a little while, and maybe see how they all felt about it in a little while. A little reset, maybe, or just some time to explore other fun things...

And so as he was contemplating such things after having his second breakfast of doughnuts and apple turnovers from the bakery after his radio broadcast, he just sort of let his mind wander with possibilities...

Then he noticed all those foil-wrapped packs of cards for deck-building battle games that he'd never really paid much attention to before....

No, Graham, no!

ANYTHING BUT THAT!!

The Magpie Emporium is open!

[[ and ocd free and not at all inspired by any real-life habits of actual people I may or may not know, perish the thought ]]

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey came bearing pizza today. She even brought something for the woodchucks, and it was totally not a bribe, really, she would never.

She set up a little seating area with the crates abd put the food in the middle, and now the hard part was not completely digging into it.


[Open!]

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

"How hard can it be to park a bloody boat?" Lucifer said, for the fifth time tonight. "Six hours! Just to get off, walk to Taste of Thai, get back on, and leave again. Who does that?"

Tiny made vaguely understanding noises. He was busy building a small boat out of toothpicks and olives, so he didn't really care.

[[ open ]]