The Perk- WEDNESDAY evening

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Kitty was staying away from the bar tonight. Instead, she'd spent part of her day at the gym, since it's been a while she'd done any dancing at all and maybe that was a good way to relieve some stress.

It wasn't, no. Nice try, though.

She was planning on spending the evening at the Perk, because while she wanted to be around people, there was nothing sexy about iced coffee. So she got her drink, found a table, and tried so hard to ignore the people behind the counter were doing with the whipped cream.


[So, so open. I'm going to eat my own hand off from boredom. Don't let me do that, I'm a vegetarian. And now I have no hands. Well you all fail.]

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[dollpocalypse]

"Whatcha dooooing?" Yes, Topher was here. What? They had these awesome donuts.

[unlimitedgoals.livejournal.com]

"What are they doing with the whipped cream?" Joan had to ask, as she stopped in at the Perk and was staring back behind the counter. "That can't be sanitary."

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At least Kitty wouldn't be hitting on Topher. No offense, Topher.

"Drinking coffee," she said, holding up said coffee as evidence.

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And Kitty wouldn't be hitting on her either! That was both good and made it a disappointing night at the same time.

"I'm trying to pretend it isn't happening," she said, pointedly not looking.

[unlimitedgoals.livejournal.com]

"It's sort of fascinating," Joan said, though she was now tapping her foot restlessly. "Like performance art, almost."

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"Nothing you can say is going to get me to look over there," she said, shaking her head.

[dollpocalypse]

This was good news for both of them!

"Ew," Topher pronounced. He peered at it. "Is it good?"

[throughaphase]

"I'm not complaining," she said, and said, "...Were you not here for coffee?"

[unlimitedgoals.livejournal.com]

"Not doing too well with whatever's up this week, huh?" Joan asked, a touch more sympathetic. "I don't think anyone is."

[dollpocalypse]

"Donuts," Topher said, holding up his donuts.

Someone behind the counter squirted whipped cream in a coworker's face.

"They're being unprofessional," announced the guy who regularly spent his Stark Industries shifts watching Galaxy Quest.

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"Yeah, I know. I thought about saying something but that would mean acknowledging that it's happening," she said. Nope, she was still not looking over there.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Beginning to think you didn't exist outside of Caritas," Guy remarked, looking at the creative use of the whipped cream for far too long before noticing her. Which did not help.

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"I'm fine with it," she said. "It's everyone else I'm not fine with." Because they did things like the whipped cream display and nope!

[unlimitedgoals.livejournal.com]

"Fair point. It does make getting any work done difficult," she offered. "But then, you tend bar. It's probably great for your line of work."

[throughaphase]

She was still not looking over at the counter, especially not when he was there. "Well now you know better," she said, and was she smiling? That was automatic. "I exist lots of places."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"I'll try to keep that in mind," Guy replied after 'lots of places' translated to 'bedrooms'.

And that was very unprofessional.

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"I guess so. I'd really rather just a normal week, though." Because it meant that she didn't stand any real chance of trying to hook up with any of those people.

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Was it still unprofessional when neither of them were at work? Best not to have that thought.

"So how have you been?" she asked, trying for casual.

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"The whipped cream's on the guy's shirt now," Topher shared. "Oh, and she's--"

His eyes went very wide.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

...shut up, logic. You shut your damn mouth.

"Found out my new roommate is a woman who likes putting LED lights all over the microwave," he managed, leaning against the counter as he ignored the strange noises coming from the whipped cream abusers now.

He was smoooooth.

[unlimitedgoals.livejournal.com]

"I'd rather just make the best of it before it's over," Joan replied with a raised brow. "If you have to be affected, it doesn't have to be unpleasant."

Her week had been pretty nice.

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"Stop looking," she advised quickly. "Just turn away. Turn away before it's too late."

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"You're kind of not helping," Kitty said honestly.

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He didn't look bad leani- No. He did look bad. Horrible, even. Yes.

"Well that's... interesting," she said slowly.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Horrible, yes!

"Better than having no microwave, I guess." Also, Samus apparently thought a tank top and panties were appropriate clothing for the work. "How about you?"