Repose

[Timefuzz; midday.]

[Locked to Hunter R]
Hey, mijo. How you doing?

[Locked to Jason W]
Sorry I had to cut it short before, blanco.

[Call: Wren H]
[Ring!]

Oi! Townsfolk! I'm going to the Capital today, I'm hitting up Costco on the way back, does anyone need giant boxes of cheerios, or trampolines, prescriptions filled on the cheap, or a pile of jeans?

The fill-up station is open regular hours - the pop machine is still broken, sorry I had a jukebox to fix. But guess what, you can get POP INSIDE.

The shop is closing for repairs at ten. If you need to drop a car off after ten just put the keys in the mail slot with a note. No need to try and spell out the noises it's making, but you can if you want - those are my favorites. If you need a tow I've got a driver on call with the other truck so just call the regular number.

But most importantly. Costco? It's 420 don't act like you don't want the Costco sized bag of pizza rolls.

-PJ

[If recent reports are anything to go by, it seems the blind fortune teller from the carnival isn't so blind anymore. She was spied downtown recently, window-shopping, sans cane. And judging by the bag of books she was seen carrying from the second-hand bookstore, she's doing just fine. After a stop for some coffee and a stroll down near the police department, she made her way back to the carnival with no assistance that could be seen. Either she's found a way to read regular books without sight, or the rumours are true. She can see again.]

I have to say that the downtown area is looking really nice!

Maybe I should look into moving out that way sometime. I do love the carnival, but changes of scenery are always good, right?

[Wren]

Hi.

[Locked to Eddie, after Sam's 'visit'.]

Can you bring over some peroxide for me? If you have a moment, that is. If not, it's quite alright.

Thanks.

Who: Sam Alexander & Cris Martin
What: probably snotting
Where: near Main on Central (in Cris' car)
When: directly after this
Warnings/Rating: I'm guessing, but: blood, mentions of sexual assault and homicide, swearing, and lots of tears and feels

( He was supposed to be listening in on the shit with Iris, but that thread was long gone, lost to everything else, like a buoy in a typhoon. )