fandomtownies | Turtle & Canary; Monday [04/08].

So, Summer had definitely woken up in a mooood that morning, the sort of mood that meant she'd spent far too much time in her closet trying to put together an outfit that attempted to bring attention to the kind of features that Summer quite frankly didn't believe she had. This also meant an outfit that was wildly inappropriate for the season, but, whatever, she looked hot. She...didn't know exactly who for, since she was just going to work, but whatever. She knew there'd at least be a few of her followers on Instagram that would appreciate the selfies.

And once she got to work, Summer realized she was way too distracted and...well, quite frankly itchy, especially to hop on her phone and shoot off a few texts to a few people who would otherwise be very firmly on the ill-advised to text because they were exes for a reason, Summer list...to do inventory and budget reports effectively, she threw herself into a sort of prom-prep display near the counter that might have all those little things people might need before the dance: make-up, accessories, maybe a little bubbly, some condoms...

...more condoms...

...a few mooooore.

"What?" Summer asked in response to Apu's raised eyebrows, which, face it, had been raised pretty much all day. "Don't be such a prude. It's prom, it's, like, tradition. There's nothing wrong with encouraging safe sex practices, Apu. You don't want a bunch of kids running around this place, now, do you?"

And, as she said it, Summer felt a chill race up her spine and she shivered. She looked up.

"Also," she added, pointing at the vent over her head on the ceiling, "why is the AC on? It's way too early to be running that shit."

Today's Squishy Flavors
Chocolate
Oyster
Red

Today's Jello Flavor
Ambrosia

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