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Keyleth ([personal profile] goldfishontherocks) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2019-09-20 08:03 am

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (9/20)

Keyleth had a cup of coffee in her hands when she came in today. She'd been steadily sipping at it since she bought it half an hour ago, and it was half gone by the time she arrived at work.

Where the flowers were singing again, this week, only they seemed to be doing bawdy old drinking songs in five-part harmony. At least, she would guess they were bawdy drinking songs; something about them just sounded like the kind of thing that would make her get kind of flaily and embarrassed.

At least if the tips of her ears were a bit red today, it wasn't all that noticeable against her hair?

[OOC: Yeah, IDK. Post open, SP pretty much a guarantee today.]
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-20 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh yeah, blended in with the hair. Not so much the skin.

Trevor was returning the favor from last week, carrying a box of pastries that sounded kinda familiar. Also familiar? The songs.

"I think I've heard those."
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-20 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was quiet." And, as long as the librarian didn't catch him...
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-20 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not like anyone would notice," Trevor said with all the confidence a teenage boy could have.

The books were totally starting a mutiny as they spoke.
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-20 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
His critical misses were mostly just his life. It was a thing.

"You brought me cookies." He shoved the box toward her. Don't make him use his words here, Keyleth.
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-20 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Neither did you," he replied,shiving it a little more. "You can toss them out for all I care."

Wait, no. They looked edible and full of nostalgia. Abort, abort!
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-20 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Didn't have to tell him twice! Becayse those puppy eyes were fucking cheating.

He huffed, shoving one into his mouth. "Ish goo'," he mumbled around a mouthful of pastry.
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Bread tastes different here. I wasn't sure this wouldn't too," he said. Thankfully after swallowing.
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Trevor totally nodded along with that as he grabbed another pastry. Then caught up with what was being said. "Wait, what the fuck?"
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"For people with just one, yeah," Trevor replied. "Sounds like an awfully full night sky."

Also, think about the poor werewolves!
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I thought maybe there were just fewer ones in the future," Trevor admitted with a shrug.

Look, it made sense to him!
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds about right for humanity either way," he decided, considering her very valid, slightly less depressing point.

Half glass empty all the way.
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Trevor snorted, looking away as he sort of grinned at that. "Yeah, sure fire way to know it's actually me."
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"And I guess I'll always know it's you if you call me out on that shit," he said with a sort of playful shove at her shoulder.
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[personal profile] crack_that_whip 2019-09-21 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could be worse, I guess." That was funny! You know, for him.