Wednesday, July 5th, 2023

sake_shinigami: (so fucking over it)
[personal profile] sake_shinigami
Normally, you would think that Shunsui would be all for a National Bikini Day, but his enthusiasm for such a celebration was tempered significantly by the fact that Apu, naturally, decided to celebrate in exactly the way you'd expect him to....with a bikini on. Thus leading to such comments from Shunsui as:

"Remind me to talk to Summer-chan about our employee dress code."

and:

"Do you suppose we could make it a National Beach Cover-up Day, too?"

and:

"Remind me to talk to Summer-chan about ordering more sake."

But, either way, all bikinis and Speedos were marked down to 75% off today, as a nod to about how much of one's body they covered, and Shunsui may have been making some strategic adjustments to the temperature on the air conditioning in an attempt to just freeze Apu into some warmer clothes.

Today's Squishhy Flavors
Apple Turnover
Graham Cracker
Red


Turtle & Canary is open!
somethingwithturquoise: (just so happy right now)
[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise
Space spa had gone presumably very well, and, despite the fact that Summer wound up with some pretty weird dreams last night ("Nobody exists on purpose. Nobody belongs anywhere. Everybody's gonna die. Come watch TV...") and an insatiable urge to go out and actually touch grass (well, stones, but whatever), she was still feelings it and thinking a lot about how much she loved that goddamn space spa.

Also, everyone would be relieved to know that Tino did not get the apparent memo that occasionally circulated between Caritas and Turtle & Canary that day about what day it was. It was the little things, you know? Or rather, in the case, the lack of little things on Tino right now. In fact, he was dressed so normally, it could almost be supsicious.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free for All Wednesday Activity Participants!

Fine I'll Do a 4th of July Shot Geez
But Canada Gets One Too
Literally the Tea Thing is the Best Part of the American Revolution
And Obviously There's a Vegan Shot*
And Something Gross, but I'm Not Telling You What it is on Here


Caritas is open!

Diaz and Ass. | Wednesday

Wednesday, July 5th, 2023 12:07 pm
no_culdesac: (+ | hesitant but into this)
[personal profile] no_culdesac
It wasn't like Nancy never dreamed about Barb. Between the guilt, and the suddenness, and then...finding her, in the Upside Down -- Barb made a pretty frequent visitor to Nancy's nightmares, when she had them.

But this hadn't been like that. It had been like having her back, and when Nancy had woken this morning, she'd almost been lulled into a sense of feeling like she might get off work today and end up on the phone with Barb for several hours this evening, like they used to do.

But that was silly, of course. As was the overwhelming feeling that she needed to get out to the woods to touch a...rock? Um, she had not really ventured out into the woods yet, and she wasn't going to start now because of a dream, thank you.

But she was going to rack up a weird search history on her work computer that would ultimately lead her to mood rings, so that was something.

[open!]
begmetwice: ([neu] appraising)
[personal profile] begmetwice
Irene was exhausted today.

What? Dreams? No, don't be silly. Some ridiculous dream wouldn't have kept her awake all night.

But a stubbornly chirping smoke alarm, on the other hand? One that she not only took down but disassembled, and it continued to make noise until she threw it into the downstairs bin, and even then, she could hear it through the floor?

The offensive alarm had been banished to a further trash bin upon daylight -- with another one about to replace it, fear not, firefighters -- and Irene was getting the most out of that spendy Korean under-eye cream she favored, today.

[inspired by real life vacation house problems, and open!]
okteiviakom: ([neu] lead the charge)
[personal profile] okteiviakom
Well. Octavia was feeling more things than she had been on Sunday. That was probably good, even if it made Octavia feel (irony) like she would rather have been feeling much less than she was. Not that she really knew how to feel about the weekend yet. Too messy. Too --

Too much.

(The knowledge that they'd come back on Bellamy's birthday was a dull hole in the middle of her chest like it always was.)

She'd skipped therapy on Tuesday, on an excuse, feeling unable to even talk about any of it just yet. And too tired to feign that there was nothing to talk about. Instead, today in particular, she was feeling the call of the woods something fierce, but she was also not convinced Lucifer wouldn't freak out about it if she went out there right now.

Even coming out to work seemed like pushing it, somehow, but there she was. Wearing the new raccoon shirt Duke had gifted her last week (felt like months ago), because it drew attention away from the bandage around one of her arms, and covered up the rest of what was still healing.

She was on her phone, googling 'things to make you happy in ireland'. The bar on what would make for a good late birthday present trip for Duke was on the ground, now.
drumsticksandd20s: (Thousand Yard Stare)
[personal profile] drumsticksandd20s
Steph hadn't thought much about Rachel in years -- though admittedly, a good portion of that was because she made a concerted effort not to, much in the same way that she made a concerted effort not to dwell on any part of Arcadia Bay if she could possibly help it.

You know, beyond things like the Blackwell Academy Drama Department hoodie that basically belonged to Vi now.

And it was weird to have been dreaming about Rachel performing The Tempest, considering Steph was at the hospital with Mikey and Drew that night instead of stage managing the show like she should've been. She knew what had happened: Chloe stepping in to play Ariel to Rachel's Prospera when the wildfires kept Juliet Watson from getting to campus on time, and doing surprisingly well at it.

But she hadn't been there to witness Rachel going off-script so seamlessly most people wouldn't have noticed, so why had she dreamed so vividly about it? Rachel, on one knee, holding Chloe's hand in both of hers and speaking with an urgent fervor:

"I swear to thee -- we shall fly beyond this isle -- the corners of the world our mere prologue. I'll seek to make thy happiness so great that e'en the name of liberty's forgot. What sayest thou to my most hopeful wish?"


God. She'd been so jealous of whatever the hell it was Rachel and Chloe had together... (Cut for mentions of a grim demise, brief and not terribly detailed though it may be.) )

So if Steph was less animated than usual and more prone to staring moodily into space for a few minutes, well... at least she wasn't the only one in town today with a similar temperament?

[OOC: Open!]

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