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Thursday, July 6th, 2023

Steven was, of course, concerned about the well being of his beau after the second night in a row of Llewellyn having poor sleep. But Llewellyn had insisted he was all right for Steven to go to work, so there Steven was at the Museum on his regular day.

Steven was there with a large cup of tea given that Llewellyn sleeping poorly had meant Steven sleeping poorly. But Steven was used to poor sleep so he wasn't much bothered by it. He just needed to keep his tea handy is all.

And perhaps not do any work which required accurate attention to detail. But otherwise fine, really!

[open!]

weirderthanthou

By now, what dirt and grime had accumulated along the stone had crumbled, evaporated. The spidering cracks along its surface were brighter now, perceptible to the human eye.

Still it hummed.

Still it sang.

Dream, Fandom. Call to them.

[[ come touch the stone, dreamers. ]]

what_big_teeth

When she wasn't trying to make herself useful by tidying up or praying that her care didn't lead to the untimely demise of all of Nell's plants or helping what few customers may or may not drift in, Eleanor spent a lot of her time trying to read through some of the Sylvia Plath she'd brought with her that day and winding up daydreaming instead.

Not about any dead people in her past, or anything like that, although there was certainly far too many recent entries in that category for her comfort. No, she wasn't dreaming about anything like that recently, but rather, something far more simple: a common room on a Sunday morning, and how nice it was to have some of her classmates come in and chat with her and have their own breakfasts and order food and the strange feeling of camaraderie that went with it, a feeling that was so fleeting and rare at her old school, and she really hoped that wasn't going to be the case at this school.

She should learn how to make something, like pancakes, maybe. She could probably do some pretty good scrambled eggs, too...

Plant Parenthood is open!

beautiful_boc

"What do you mean, you've signed me up for a class?" asked Boc, boggling at the cashier on schedule that day, after he'd asked him how his class had gone on Tuesday.

And as the cashier explained, detailing how he thought it would be good for Boc to get out there more and experience Fandom the way a lot of people did, with random classes in the summer and, you know, doing more than spending most of their time just huddled underneath a counter in a shop sewing buttons onto things, Boc grew more and more horrified and distressed.

"But I can't take a class!" he insisted, but when the cashier than pointed out that he was already signed up, so he was actually expected to, now, there was a faint distressed whimper as he could hardly argue against it if it was expected to.

He didn't want to mess up. He liked it here, much better than the Land Between, and if he didn't do what was expected, they might chase him out.

And so now Boc was going to go back to his sewing and mending and appreciating all the fine clothes in the shop, but he was going to be terribly, terribly depressed about it.

Pixie Dust is open!

defenderofdesmoines

Annie still had that song stuck in her head that she'd woken up with yesterday, because last night's dream about Alex had been even more vivid than Tuesday's.

"I first saw you in my study hall, that's right," she sang under her breath as she got set up today, making herself a virgin margarita to kick things off.

But there was no accounting for taste, clearly, because while some people might find it funny to have the words, "I wanna love you just like Brad loves Jen; Like Megan Fox, you're my perfect ten," sung to them with what Annie felt was sort of hilariously intense boy-band eye contact -- millions of teenage girls had loved that, like, ten years ago, you know -- Tiny was weirdly not one of them.

Whatever, his loss. 'Rock My Kiss' continued to be a (bizarrely, heavily dated) bop.

~*Specials*~
Strawberry Margarita
Strawberry Mojito
Strawberry Bellini

[the OCD is still on vacation. open!]

alwaysonguard

It had been a restless night for Dwight. Not that nightmares and insomnia were anything new to him. And even dreams about Lizzie were not all that uncommon for him either. But these had felt different somehow. These dreams felt real. Real enough that Dwight had to convince himself that they were just dreams. There was an energy in the air, a restlessness that seeped into him. And it felt oddly familiar.

Once Dwight realized what it meant, what was happening again, he felt conflicted. On one hand, he welcomed the chance to possibly see Lizzie again. On the other hand, he didn't want to have to say goodbye to her all over again. So that afternoon, when he opened up the shop for the day, Dwight was trying to figure out what he was going to do for the weekend if his hunch about what was happening turned out to be true.

The Fix and Clean shop is open!

betterthanaplan

Duke wasn’t an expert at recovery, but he was something of an expert at Faking It. So he was out in town again, this time at the diner.

Not that he was cooking. Or ordering his staff around. He’d made himself a cup of tea and was sitting in a back booth, just kind of . . . absorbing the atmosphere.

Said atmosphere at present was tense. As his staff waited to see what he would do.

“Is that really just tea?” Ali hissed.

Greg nodded.

“He’s so wounded,” whispered Benny. “Our poor baby boss.”

“If you don’t get back to work you’re fired,” Duke told them tiredly.

“Atta boy!” Benny said. “Brave little toaster!”

Duke squeezed his eyes shut and let out a long sigh.

Today’s special!
I don’t know, fish or something

Luke’s was open.

flamesburned

Liz had been feeling a little restless and uneasy these last few days. Nightmares were nothing new but this felt … different. She had been dreaming of her younger brother but it was from before the fire … the few happy memories that she remembered.

She wasn’t entirely sure what to make of it so she was rather restless as she came downstairs for work for the day, she tried to focus on her work but her mind kept drifting back to her dreams, as restless as she was … it had been rather nice dreaming of her younger brother and revisiting those earlier memories again.

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Thursday, July 6th, 2023

Thursday, July 6th, 2023

Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

The Woods, Wednesday Night into Thursday Morning

Plant Parenthood; Thursday [07/06].

Pixie Dust; Thursday [07/06].

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