fandomtownies | The Perk, Saturday Afternoon

Stark was not younger than he should have been this weekend. This was a relief, much like not being horse-shaped last weekend had been. He also hadn't encountered anyone who was younger than they were meant to be yet though he'd heard enough on the radio to know that they were out there. Going to the Perk for something sugary and caffeinated was a good enough reason to go out and maybe run into someone newly younger than they ought to be. He hadn't seen anyone on the walk over, though there had been one rather suspicious looking raccoon in an alleyway.

He was seated at the Perk with a large, very caffeinated, very sugary beverage, with extra whipped cream. At least everyone still had thumbs this weekend, as far as he knew, and could open the doors themselves.

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