fandomtownies | Fandom Post Office, February 19 (Tuesday)

Now that there was a lull between themed holidays, the mailboxes had reverted to just letting out the occasional stream of soap bubbles.

And soap bars, too; every now and then a mailbox might pop open and a brand new, individually wrapped bar of soap would drop out. By mid-morning there was a neat stack of them on the front counter, free for the taking. (Éponine had considered charging a nominal fee for them, just because she could, but decided it was best to just let people take them before they piled up and took over the entire lobby.)

"If you're trying to tell me something, you know, it's uncalled for," she told the latest stream of bubbles. "Honestly now."

[OOC: Post/post office open! Brought to you by how I'm totally out of bar soap and guess what one item I forgot to pick up at the store?]