Turtle & Canary; Monday [11/28].

[somethingwithturquoise]

If the decorations around the store (really, though, you guys? Gift wrap around the Squishy machine? That didn't seem...like the best idea, but okay) and the topic of her and Stark's class weren't enough to get Summer in the holiday spirit, the nature of the mass text she sent out to literally every faculty member and adult resident of this fair island that she could find on those convenient directories (and just from so, so many previous other mass texts) sure would!

Hey, everyone!
Time to get out those ugly, terrible holiday sweaters
because the ANNUAL CHRISTMAS RAGER IS HERE!

Well, not here, but at THE HARGREEVES APARTMENT this FRIDAY!
(DECEMBER #3rd!)

Bring in December in the BEST WAY and PARTY THE NIGHT AWAY

Drinks! Food! Jello!
Ugly Sweaters! Karaoke! Mistle-Drone!

You don't want to miss it!

(Text Annie or Summer for more information!
Or you could just talk to us too I guess IDK)

That done, she tucked away her phone (for now) to finish up on her inventory and ordering quickly so that she could get back to sorting through decorations and ideas for the party, all the while very dedicatedly ignoring any acknowledgement or questioning as to why Apu, instead of working, was just making a copy of his own head in apier-mâché.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Still More Turkey
French Toast
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Comments

[flamesburned]

“Oh I don’t want anything like that,” Liz quickly assured her, “I think something small will be wonderful for me and Prompto, especially with it being so close to Christmas,” she knew they would be pushing it with how little timing they had. “Annie and Diego’s wedding is actually the only frame of reference I have for a wedding,” she admitted, “I’ve never been to any others,”

[somethingwithturquoise]

"God," said Summer, shaking her head, "you really did live under a freaking rock before coming here, didn't you?" She waved her hand dismissively, though, as if to brush off that thought. "Whatever, it's fine, I have tons, everything from completely normal, run-of-the-mill basic bitch stuff to full on wedding massacres and blood orgies, so, you know...."

Her hands sort of danced like balancing scales on either side of her. "Pretty full ranger there, but I'm also going to go out on a limb and assume you're also not interested in the whole massacre and/or blood orgy side of things, either."

Basically, Liz, what she was saying was....you had options!

[flamesburned]

Liz blinked a bit at that, "well the BPRD is located underground," she admitted, "we didn't have much opportunity to go to weddings," she paused, "actually didn't really know anyone to get invited to weddings either," she clarified and then there was another pause at that last bit, "but I would prefer there to be no wedding massacres or blood orgies if it can be helped,"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I'll see what I can do," said Summer with a nod. "But no promises."

She was joking, of course.

....mostly.

As far as she could tell, Prompto's track record with weddings wasn't exactly stellar, either, so...

"Still, though," she said. "Congrats. Seriously. I'm happy for you guys."

So much so that, look at her, being all good and not pointing out how much more awkward this could have all been based on that bullshit that went down soon after Prompto had left!

[flamesburned]

Liz smiled brightly at that, "thank you," she said, "and for your help with planning, I know it's rather sudden and most people do have longer engagements," she said, "Prompto's my fiancé," she grinned, "you know, when he proposed one of the cats started to climb on his back when he got on one knee? I almost didn't hear what he was asking,"

Liz knew just how much more worse this could have turned out, she was just glad that she had come to her senses before she had ruined everything completely.