fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [02/15].

Well, it was a damn good thing Valentine's Day had fallen on a Tuesday this year, because that meant Summer could work out her annoyance with the whole thing through her jello the next day. Like, okay, fine, Valentine's Day was a pretty dumb, stupid, and lame holiday, but when you spend the week leading up to it being told by your boyfriend of several years that he would try his best to spend time with you and still couldn't make it? Like, fine, okay, she understood that he was doing very important, world-hunger-solving related work, but it was just one night, and she'd been letting him off the hook for so much lately, and add to the fact that his brilliant brainiac solution was for her to just come out to visit him for it? Yeah, just what she wanted for Valentine's Day, Barry, to portal half-way across the world to be ignored because, ohgod, there was a slight blip in the photon-neutron-negoratron-uranium ratings or whatever, clearly that needed all the attention.

It being sex pollen week was certainly not helping, either!

So, you know, tough choice. Stick around here and be miserable one way, or jet off to Africa and be miserable another way.

At least she had her jello.

And that incredibly well-timed door prize from Irene's party.

....but then again, she also had Tino.

Maybe she really should just go fuck off to space for a while, actually...

Wednesday Night Jello Specials!
First One Free with a Karaoke Song!
Unless you do a love song. Fuck off with that shit.

Malibu and Midori
Molded Sangria
Rainbow Sherbet
Spicy Bloody Mary
Hawaiian Shirts
Black Magic
Bacon Bourbon

....yeah. She had definitely been trying to keep herself occupied today. Good luck, Full Set people!

Caritas is open!

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"I hate this week," Rey said, sitting down.

"A-fucking-men, sister," said Summer, who could seriously kiss you right now, Rey, but that would be bad, that would be very bad.

Well, actually, it could be pretty fucking awesome, but she was really trying not to think about that, and was, instead, setting one of the midori shots in front of her.

Because pretty.

"Try that, maybe it'll make you feel better."

And it had a little flower in it! Let the aesthetics distract you for two-point-five-seconds, Rey!

"Thank you. It's pretty, and probably a terrible idea, but thank you," Rey said, taking the shot.

"This is the week for terrible ideas," Summer pointed out, half sympathy, half apology.

For most people, anyway.

God, she could go for a few dozen terrible ideas herself right now, but nooo~ooo~oooo.

"That's the problem," she said. "This was much better when John was around."

Not going to start thinking about that, brain!

"Or last year, when I just left."

Cue the long, wistful, frustrated sigh with how much Summer felt that first statement right now, and then she shook her head, because she was trying not to think about her own absentee boyfriend at the moment.

FAILING at it completely, mind you, but she was trying.

"I'm honestly thinking of just taking off tomorrow morning," she admitted. "If not tonight."

But she'd definitely been throwing back some of her own shots, there, so she should probably sleep those off first.

"I couldn't blame you. I've thought about the same thing."

There were reasons she didn't. Hot friend reasons.

"And this is where I wonder if suggesting a girls'-long-weekend-in-space," said Summer, "is the best idea, or the worst."

With the way it was playing out in her head right now? Both. Oh, god, so totally both.

"I trust nothing, honestly," Rey admitted. She was pretty sure she was straight? But she wouldn't say it was set in stone, and she was out of practice here.

"Yeah," Summer sighed, "that's fair."

Especially since she knew for a fact that Rey could not trust her right now.

(Actually, Summer would like to state, for the record, that her self-control right now was reaching godlike levels, okay?)

"I think I just need to get out of here, blast some fucking asteroids, and probably have some me time to fucking....reflect, or some shit."

The narrative appreciates Summer's efforts.

Rey however was trying to do her best to get past Summer's phrasing there. "I mean, you could also..."

She hadn't actually heard Barry brought up in forever.

"So not even close to doing the job," said Summer, wildly misinterpreting how to fill in that blank, but, to her credit, her vast collection of toys and other forms of assistance had been getting way more action than Barry lately.

Especially that new one.

Mmmm...yeah, she was definitely taking that one with her to space.

"Plus, talk about exhausting, doing all that work yourself."

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"Yourself?" Rey asked.

"Well, yeah," said Summer, blinking a little at Rey, in the fashion of someone just discovering that the entire world wasn't actually keyed into all the personal drama and anxiety they'd been privately obsessing over for months. "It's not like my boyfriend's here to help or anything."

Which, honestly , let's face it, should be a crime. Capital punishment level, even.

"I knew you haven't talked about him in a while," Rey said. "Where is he?"

"...Ethiopia," said Summer, in a way that was very unfair, Ethiopia didn't do anything to you, Summer.

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Stark did not hate this week this year!

Sorry, Rey, for any loud feelings he might be giving off especially when looking at a certain redheaded mutual friend.

"Hello, Rey."

Did you really think Rey wasn't blocking out everybody else's everything this week?

"Hi." And not trying to be rude, but she wasn't looking at anyone directly.

Stark was looking at everyone this week. It was an interesting change of pace.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine. I'm trying to ignore everything about this week," she said.

"I'm sorry," Stark told her, frowning. "Is it that bad?"

You were a gorgeous space person, Rey. There were bound to be people around who would help improve your week!

"It's definitely annoying," Rey said, as someone who wouldn't hook up with just anyone.

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Stark nodded, as someone who had decided to just give in to the week this year.

"I'm sorry. Would going home help?"

So many other gorgeous space people there!

"No," Rey said. "Being in my apartment would help."

She ventured out and there were people.

"But you're here. I hope it gets better."

Maybe a space jaunt without people?