Plant Parenthood; Friday [08/22].

[what_big_teeth]

There had been a couple of large baskets of some honestly beautiful looking peaches in the common room that morning before Eleanor got ready to head to class and work, and so she'd grabbed several to enjoy throughout the day. It gave her a nice motivation through taking care of things around the shop, because as soon as she was finished, she could make herself a cup of tea, crack open the next poetry book she'd picked up from the library, and dig into the peaches she had left, surrounded by all of lovely plants and books and other things that filled the space.

It really was the small pleasures in life that were the most precious sometime, and now Eleanor also wanted to look more into other benefits of peaches other than just being, clearly, delicious.

Plant Parenthood is open! And peachy keen.

Turtle & Canary; Friday [08/22].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Prompto was not from around here. Like, sure, most of the denizens of the island were not from around here, but a good handful were at least from this planet, or at least some universe's variation of it, and so they had a cultural touchstone for most popular ideas. And since Prompto had started going here in his teens and his world had a lot of similarities (still a little mindblowingly awesome that both this world and his had a Vivienne Westwood!), there were a lot of things that fell through the gaps that hadn't come up yet.

Like the Tooth Fairy.

And it apparently being National Tooth Fairy Day meant that Prompto was getting an education. From Apu, currently dressed as a Tooth Fairy, sparkling wings and pink tutu and magic wand and everything.

"Wait, so you actually tell kids to put their baby teeth under their pillow and that some magical creature comes into their rooms at night to exchange those teeth...from their mouth....with money?"

....Call him a bit skeptical. He was absolutely going to ask Liz about this later when he got home. Apu had to be making that up. Or at the very least, it was something specific to his particular version of Earth because there was no way...

At least it was distracting him from freaking out too much about next weekend, though!

Today's Squishy Flavors
Pork Bao
Pecan Torte
Red

Turtle & Canary is open! And confused!

Pick Your Poison, Friday

[joan_of_bark]

It had been a week. Pam was still ticked off, and the space underneath her ribs hurt even worse, and-- she was channeling all of it into her work. Because that was the healthy way to do it, wasn't it?

Eventually, blood draw exhaustion kicked in again. And again, she had to take herself downstairs, though her side really stung and she found herself clinging to the railing on the way down.

But Pam was nothing if not stubborn.

She held her chin up high, poured herself a glass of water in the back room, flipped the 'open' sign, and then dragged herself to the sofa.

It would pass. It always did.

(And then by afternoon, Harley-her-Harley would call, and she'd be out of here like a shot. Not yet, though.)

[[ open. Harley thread NFB ]]

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey was trying to do things. It wasn't going well because the woodchucks (and one porg) seemed to be talking about her, not subtly. They'd stand in a huddle and then stop chittering and look over at her, and then go back to it until the nxlext time they checked for her.

"You're being really distracting," she called, which only made them chitter loudly.


[Open! Slow!]

Needful Things; Friday

[totalwildcard]

There was a new sign in Needful Things' window this Friday:



The store remained empty, and the proprietress (as much as Harley was that in any legal sense) was not in. Not in the store, and not even in the building, for the first non-hyena-walkies time since Tuesday morning.

It was, in one word...

Quiet.

(establishy and NFI, duh)