Repose

Who: Jamie & Mars
What: Conversation.
Where: Their place.
When: During this.
Warnings: None.

Oh. My. God. [Mars can be heard through the walls huffing and puffing and stomping from her bed to the hall, en route to seek out her brother.  She felt as though she was being treated like some insubordinate, bad Mayer sister for not giving a lick about Christmas.  She wasn't very good at expressing her feelings, as she'd only been allowed to have them for the last couple of years, but Mars was very good at stomping. She had on fuzzy socks and her arms were crossed over the top of a set of colorful, striped pajamas.]

Wha-at?  [She shouted from the hall, trying to suss out if Jamie was in his room or in the living room.  The place wasn't expansive, not in the slightest, but she still didn't want to explore more than she had to.  Especially not when she was pretty sure the blame train would be arriving soon.] It is whatever you all want to do, I said!

hey.
i normally wouldn't bother with this shit, but you're a friend of noah's, so...
how's life as an illiterate drag queen?

[Locked: Atticus M.]

Hey! Sorry for the delay on these. Let me know which one catches your eye, yeah?

( cut for wall of text )

[Delivered today]
( The box is wrapped in plain brown paper. There is no return address. )

Okay so

to combat this rumor storm going on why don't we post some positive stuff??

For example today a lady complimented my outfit when I was x-mas shopping and I am really grateful sage is my roommate, oh and I made mao's hair look like an amazing viking god this week

so feel free to comment with positive stuff you've seen, liked, heard etc etc etc.

[Aedan B]

From one unforgivingly rich bastard to another, do you think that being speculated upon just comes with the territory?

J Arthur

Well somebody is up to no good.

[As Anon.]

Anonymous gifts are starting early this year.

Who: Dante
What: Stat…..tic.
When: Dec 20th - 3am.
Where: Dante’s house.
Ratings/Warnings: References to: Mental health breakdown, trauma, ptsd

( Bad. Bad…..badbadbadbadbadbadbadbadbadbabdbad... )

[Beginning December 20th, the Repose post office is making daily holiday deliveries, per town tradition. Any presents dropped off there are dolled up in holiday regalia - silk bows, colorful wrapping paper, festive gift tags, packing tape spangled with dreidels, twinkling lights and tinsel, candy canes. Gifts are left at the doors of residences and workplaces by postal workers wearing non-government approved santa hats, and they hand out pieces of candy and holiday well-wishes with their packages.

For those who wish to send presents in the spirit of the holiday, but may not know the name of the person they wish to send a gift to, the post office has erected a massive giving tree in their lobby. The star on top is tipped slightly askew, crushed a little against the ceiling due to the height of the tree. The tree is very real, cut from the woods nearby. It fills the post office with the scent of pine, and has been decked out in tiny white lights and massive, colorful glass bulbs. Gifts for anyone may be left underneath, and will make it successfully to their intended recipient, even if no tag is attached.]