Monday, August 21st, 2023

somethingwithturquoise: (arms crossed offended)
[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise
When Summer came into the store that morning, as usual, Apu seemed shocked (and a little scandalized) that she was there. Which involved a lot of squinting at him suspiciously before giving in and just asking why this seemed to be such an unexpected turn of events, actually, since, you know, she was almost always here on Mondays.

But, apparently, this reaction came because it was Stay Home With Your Kids Day, and Summer had to point out that she didn't have kids, what the fuck, Apu?

At which point Apu then made the case that she had Pancakes and Stark.

And Summer was very much not amused by this comparison, and the fact that Apu met that reaction with a self-satisfied smirk made her feel that it was very much the intended response.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Spumoni
Prunes
Red


Turtle & Canary is open!
hashtag_chocobro: ((older) simple sad)
[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro
Being forced out of his little moping shell to go to class on Thursday and then forcing himself to go to work on Friday had been pretty helpful for Prompto to start feeling at least more...normal, although he was still far from his typical effervescent, bubbly self. And the weekend had been spent making up for the fact that he'd missed Nocta's six-month mark and just spending more time with pushing through to be cheerful and happy for her sake and trying to move on from all the complicated feelings his time in the house had inspired with relation to that.

And now, it was Monday, and back to striving for routine again and going to down to the store as usual. Thankfully, it's not like the store was ever that busy. He thought of maybe trying to focus on some of the paperwork as a good distraction and a way to help Liz out more, but he was never really good at that kind of thing in the first place, let alone when he wasn't really feeling all that present. So he was mostly just going through inventory idly, sort of hoping that one dude who was always breaking his camera would show up because that would be something he could really sink his attention into.

Maybe he might even just bust a camera open and take it apart just so he could put it back together again, since that was much easier and far less complicated than putting himself back together, it seemed.

The Photo Hut is open!
mylandmyrules: (Hopeful)
[personal profile] mylandmyrules
Nell was here today and working busily as always, but you'd have to forgive her if she was a bit distracted and daydreamy today because she had plans with Gladio after work. She'd actually come in a little early to make sure she could leave right in time - maybe even a little early - without leaving anything undone.

The plants had caught her mood and were whispering back and forth about how happy she looked until, of course, one of the trumpet flowers got loud and brassy about it. Then there was a bit of a loud outburst that had Nell rushing back to see what was happening. At which point they went back to whispering and left Nell to float through the rest of her day.
died8yearsago: (paperwork)
[personal profile] died8yearsago
Rosa had taken up another case back home regarding yet another example of police injustice, so she'd spent the weekend mostly hitting the pavement, pulling up some resources, and collecting the information she'd need to put together a solid defense. Of course, that was the easy part. You didn't have to dig deep to bring corruption to the surface. Getting people to care and pay attention to it was the hard part.

So there was a Rosa at her desk that day, actually focused and intent on her work that week, so much so that her coffee kept getting cold and she'd only realize it when she idly went to take a distracted drink, made a face, and then went over to the coffee machine to make more, only to then forget about it all over again.

Diaz & Ass. is open!
carbsliftthespirit: (Default)
[personal profile] carbsliftthespirit
Today at Pizza Planet, Raiden was babysitting.

Well...don't let Gray hear you call it that. But said little brother spent the whole day hanging out in a booth in the back napping, watching anime on his phone, and making phone calls to their other brothers about his schedule for the upcoming semester. ("What do you want to take a class about the history of assassination for? Aren't you the history of assassination?")

Occasionally, he wandered into the kitchen to try to help, but Raiden, conscious of food safety laws and the possibility of Gray falling asleep and facefirst into a vat of sauce--or cutting a finger off--shooed him back out.

Specials
Eggplant Parmesan Pizza
Lasagna Pizza
Chicken Alfredo Pizza


"You know," Raiden told Gray after he'd finished chalking the specials board, "more pizzas should really involve eggplant."

Gray made a face. "If you say so, Ray."

Pizza Planet is open (and twice as sinful)!
existencemisspent: (more boned than usual)
[personal profile] existencemisspent
Eliot was once again lying on the floor of the Magic Box rather than doing anything crazy like, you know, working or something. This time was much less out of unrelenting boredom, though. He was just tired.

Sleep was a bit hard to come by since the whole nightmare house thing. And there was only so much caffeine and similar chemical assistants could do after a while.

(Also, apparently Margo had been taken off to Fillory without him. And came back to tell him Penny -- possibly the only person in the multiverse who both could and maybe would try to bring them back and forth on their own terms -- was . . . no longer an option.)

(There'd just been a lot on his mind, okay? And he very much preferred having not much at all on his mind whenever possible.)

(Yes, this was the man who had been destined by the gods to be High King of an entire magical kingdom. Really, he should never have been surprised by the fact that they'd done it because they expected him to fail as dramatically and entertainingly as possible.)

. . . Lying on the floor wasn't helping much. Maybe he should look for something magical in the shop that might ease his unfortunately-too-real-to-be-sexy angst.

[moody af, but open!]
giveittoyoursister: (Broody McBroodface)
[personal profile] giveittoyoursister
Vi knew she should be enjoying break week and the tail end of summer, or, you know, working, but for some reasons she just couldn't bring herself to do either.

So instead she was moodily flicking a d20 across the counter for Saffron to chase and Little Bot to retrieve when Saffron inevitably knocked it somewhere she couldn't reach and let everyone know of her plight.

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