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fandomtownies2019-04-14 08:26 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote in fandomtownies2019-04-14 08:26 am
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Furnado Animal Shelter; Sunday [04/14].
Since she'd been keep a pretty low profile once she realized what was going on last week (you're welcome, Fandom; no one needed to deal with a pollenated Summer), Summer wouldn't have even realized what was going on with the weekend if it hadn't been for radio, since she definitely did not have any weird little kids from any weird little relationships that weird alternate universe versions of herself were getting all mixed up in.
On the one hand, this was a good thing. Hem had been cute and all, but alternate versions of herself were usually terrible and it was nice to not have to be reminded of the fact that this dimension's version of her was (somehow, astonishingly) one of the better ones.
But on the other hand, it was still kind of a bummer. Maybe not if she convinced herself that the island was just giving her a break for once in her life, but it almost made her wonder if her love life from this point on was just so abysmal and depressing that the island just laughed its theoretical butt off and was all, 'Nah, bitch, not even worth it.'
So the clear solution was just to not think about it at all, and just focus on work instead, because there were a lot of extra orders for supplies coming in in preparation of what might be the result of a whole bunch of animals in confined spaces under last week's influence.
Furnado is open!
On the one hand, this was a good thing. Hem had been cute and all, but alternate versions of herself were usually terrible and it was nice to not have to be reminded of the fact that this dimension's version of her was (somehow, astonishingly) one of the better ones.
But on the other hand, it was still kind of a bummer. Maybe not if she convinced herself that the island was just giving her a break for once in her life, but it almost made her wonder if her love life from this point on was just so abysmal and depressing that the island just laughed its theoretical butt off and was all, 'Nah, bitch, not even worth it.'
So the clear solution was just to not think about it at all, and just focus on work instead, because there were a lot of extra orders for supplies coming in in preparation of what might be the result of a whole bunch of animals in confined spaces under last week's influence.
Furnado is open!