Caritas; Wednesday [07/24].

[somethingwithturquoise]

When Summer came into the bar that evening, there was already a customer at the bar, being helped by Tino, and definitely not one of the regulars. It was, in fact, a grey striped cat with a tiny sombrero on, all but clinging to a little shot glass with a bottle of tequila next to him.

Summer took one look at that, had about a million questions, and then, shaking her head, decided it was probably not worth asking even a single one of them. She was just going to let Tino handle that one as she went about setting up her shots and what she'll need for her cocktails tonight, and just leave them to their own devices.

She was cutting the cat off, though, once it came around that Tino told him that she had a cat, too, and now the cat was apparently trying to get Pancakes' number, which, no. Absolutely not.

Featured Cocktail
Blackberry Mojito

Featured Jello
Thin Mint
Green Tea Chocolate Chip
Strawberry Mint Daiquiri
Cucumber Mint Lemonade

Caritas is open!

Furnado Animal Shelter; Wednesday [07/24].

[hashtag_chocobro]

You know, Prompto was mostly still helping out and volunteering at the animal shelter out of nostalgia for all the good memories here in his youth and to help carry on the tradition that Sidon continued while Prompto was back home, but there were days where he was starting to think that doing so was very detrimental.

Mostly to his wallet.

Because new cat beds had come in that morning, and now he desperately needed one for Rain.

And he couldn't even talk himself out of it, because as soon as she saw them, Noctra's eyes lit up and she pointed and cried out "Okobo!" and then decided she was going to drag one around with her wherever she went today, and it had been a near disaster when she found out she was too big to fit into it herself.

Prompto was, however, pretty proud of himself for thinking of cutting out the bottom of one so he could just put it on top of her walking bugging, which meant she was eventually scooting around the store clucking and warking and kweh-ing to her little heart's content.

And, of course, singing along with Dad.

Furnado is open!

Midnight Manor - Wednesday Evening - Living Room

[slothbabyproductions]

After shenanigans, Kamala had headed straight home where she had prepped the living room for an evening of fun and frivolity.

Which really just meant popping popcorn and making sure there was a variety of cold beverages in the living room.

So now she was just sitting in her favorite shenanigan outfit and going through multiple streaming services trying to find the movie she wanted to watch.

"It should not be this hard to find a stupid movie about an ogre."

It really shouldn't.

[For the manor residents and guests

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was spending some of her shift on researching ways for the club to preserve energy. And yes, one of those was not cranking the AC to arctic temperatures, Eric.

Tiny was doing something too, probably, but she had no interest or attention to spare right now.

[ooc: My apartment is too warm and I am so tired. Open!]