SECOND CHANCES NET

Don't get me wrong: I appreciate pumpkin, spice, and lattes as much as the next person, but that's not really a product we're carrying. There's a Starbucks just across the way, so you can get your fix while shopping, though.

( Filtered Away from Steve and America )

( Private to Strange )

Emily and I finalized my dress for my party! Its perfect and amazing and pretty.

Happy birthday to my dad! And the other Tony too, I guess!

I'll do my best to be annoying enough for all the siblings we are missing.

How I love warm, rich coffee. Mornin'. What do you all think of dreams? Do you think they're just our brain jumbling and mixing up parts of our day or memories? Do you think they have meaning? Do you think we have them for a reason or it's just random?

Yeah, yeah, I know. Gift baskets for everyone.

And a family day. I think my family deserves family day.

Cool. I had like one friend. And now I don't. So that's going for me.


I'll be in my room. Don't need me.

Soooo, I quit my job. How's everyone else doing this weekend?

I've brought down entire armies for less than dragging me to another dimension against my will.

I would suggest someone find a way to return me or there will be literal hell to pay.

( Drawing )


As weird as this place is sometimes... I'm glad we still celebrate things. Especially when those things come with cake.

Christine still has one more day to get out of this. I can't imagine anyone would blame her.

If anyone was on the fence about attending the wedding, we did a final sampling with the caterer and I feel like that's worth showing up alone.

The shop will be closed for the weekend and the hours next week will be per Ned Leeds' discretion. He's in charge, please don't make him accidentally burn it down.

[The more parental types (I got tired of naming them all)]
Can I ask that you all check in on the girls? I feel like they're old enough and responsible enough not to need to stay with anyone, but I'd feel better knowing they've got eyes on them. We'll only be a portal away.

[Filtered Away from her boys and the kidlets in general]

This feeling.

It's just emptiness. Like something was torn out of me.

It's like losing my brother all over again but worse. A completely severed connection to part of my soul.

I've lost who I am

Where are they?

I went to let myself into the shop this morning I was stuck to the door for nearly an hour.

Mr. Parker, I'm not sure how, but I feel like this is somehow your fault.

One month.

Technically less than a month, but who's really counting, right?

Actually, I am because, without said countdown schedule, I'm pretty sure I'd forget what day it is given how things happen around here.

Definitely thankful for Hope having that nifty French Quarter area. Mardi Gras was kind of like a reminder of home. If that reminder is the one time you actually went because your school is located in New Orleans and it's magical and...okay we probably snuck out to go but that's not the point.

The point is that it was a lot of fun and I definitely ate a lot of everything but I could absolutely eat more king cake and probably eat it every day.

And pancakes. All the pancakes.

So... Valentines day party?

I have to like buy a dress and stuff. Does anyone want to do that?


[Cassie]

You want to go with me? Like, I mean, I can't drive or anything, but once we get there? Or something?

I'm sunburnt and I feel like crud.

Is it possible to have scurvy? What are the symptoms of scurvy?


I hate the fucking water.

Cloak is still functional, if really damp. I've made it to shore, if anyone can access their devices and needs help, please let me know. Locating spells aren't my strength but I'm working on it.

I've got Billy, the rest of you check in. Tommy, your mom will literally kill me if anything happens to you, where are you, bud?

[PIRATE GROUP- Tommy, Billy, Claire, Tony, Chase, Stephen, Kitty, Five, Kara]


Yes. It's 10:30.

Yes. I'm drunjk.

I AM JACK FUCKIN SPARROW AND PEOPLE KEEP GIVING ME DRINKS SO FUCK IT.

Not like it fucking matters

The great Sorcerers of days past would be pleased to know the Cloak of Levitation still somehow works as a part of pirate gear.

Who all is here? I haven't seen Christine or the girls, so I have to assume they're home. Well. When in Rome. Who wants to meet for rum or...grog? What even is grog?