Turtle & Canary; Friday [08/02].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Prompto was pretty skeptical when it came to a lot of the random holidays that Apu was always trying to celebrate, but today was one he could definitely get down with. Because today was National Coloring Book Day (one free with every purchase!!), and he was going to color the shit out of some of those books!

And show off his work proudly to Apu and the cheese panda, if only because it gave him an excuse to segue into talking about how much coloring he did with his daughter and what a great artist she was. Sure, she couldn't stay inside the lines if her life depended on it, probably, but you know what? That just showed what an independent spirit she was, that couldn't be constrained by societal expectations!

Prompto, it should be noted, was almost studiously staying inside the lines, sometimes crouched over the book and his crayons at the counter with his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth in concentration.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Ice Cream Sandwich
Pie
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Groovy Tunes; Friday [08/02].

[x_wondrous_x]

A certain lethargy had settled into Stewart that made it difficult for him to convince himself to bother with going into the store that day, but he had managed to do it. He wasn't expecting to get much work done, but, then again, when did he ever? He was mostly in a bit of a nostalgic mood, and planned to cycle through some old classics while just lounging in the old chair, his new skid throne, that he'd dragged into the performance space he'd cleared out. The early Marilyn Manson that left its mark. The Rammstein that then kicked it up further. The Slipknot that has always sustained...

Which might have been exactly what he'd have been doing if he'd just stayed at home, but at least now it at least had the guise of being a whisper of a productive member of actual society.

Groovy Tunes is Open!

The Ink Spot, Friday, August 2, 2024

[fears_no_one]

The flags of Vanuatu and the Maldives were on the checkout counter, tucked carefully next to the small shelf of books that Flint had read and disliked enough to possibly consider parting with. He was currently in his normal spot by the window, seated in his comfortable chair and reading Les Trois Mousquetaires. His French was only passable but the story was compelling enough to get him to keep going, aided by a small French-English dictionary nearby.

The pirate shopkeeper was very interruptible.

The Beach: Friday late afternoon and evening

[wildgalegirl]

Charlie didn't particularly want to throw herself a birthday party, but she thought it would be fun to have some sort of open gathering for anyone who might want to stop by for any reason - whether they knew her or not. So she sent out a general message to everyone she knew and headed down to the beach.

She'd brought back a ton of treats from the fair shed'd been to in class and ordered a variety of pizzas, Chinese food, and drinks to set out on the picnic tables. There were probably even some alcoholic beverages there - hey, some of her friends were old enough to drink!

The water was refreshing and there was a bonfire ready to be lit when it got dark, with fixings for s'mores if anyone wanted. Maybe she'd even play her guitar by the fire later.

So stop on by for some food and fun. If you think you would have gotten a text you did - even if it came to you mistakenly, Charlie's happy to have you.

And, of course, it's an open beach, so anyone's welcome.

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Someone wanted to rent the Baltimore club for an evening in a week or two. Lucifer had happily agreed.

Until he'd found out how much of a partyzilla this person was.

"I'm sorry, he wants how many crystal chandeliers?" he complained, wandering around the Devil's Nest with his phone glued to his ear. "Covered in what? Absolutely not! That's a health code violation if I've ever heard one, and not a fun o-- neon ombre? On my walls?"

It was a negotiation in motion.

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Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey got in to see the woodchucks watching the Olympics. They had one of those small, old TVs, the ones from the 90s or so that were basically a cube with a screen. Where had they gotten it? Who knew. How was it plugged in? That would be the long series of extension cords leading back to a wall outlet, which was probably a fire hazard.

And while Rey would initially have considered this one or the abnormal things to walk into, she found herself pulling up a crate to watch them. Track was on, okay.


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