Sharon Carter's lucky number is 13 (luckythirteen) wrote in rooms, @ 2015-02-26 23:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | !marvel comics, *log, max main, sharon carter |
Log: Sharon and Max
Who: Audrey II Sharon Carter and Max Main
Where: Mushik's Skid Row Florist, Skid Row, Downtown, New York City Somewhere that's green Mayflowers, East Village
What: Feed me, Seymour. Oh just lady stuff.
When: Well, remember that total eclipse of the sun we had about a week ago? Wednesday!
Warnings: Suddenly Sharon...
And that place was Central Park and that enemy was Candy. Who was practically perfect in every way. But the reason Sharon had her worried the shit out of her. It had been three days since she'd seen her owner. She decided she could use some decent company. She sent a text to Max to see if she was around. And after running the sweatered creature around Central Park for an hour and a half she made her way to the East Village in jeans, sneakers, baseball cap, and coat she made her way to the flower shop.
Things were crazy, but she was in a decent enough mood all things considered. Seriously. All things considered, she should get a god damn award for how cheerful she was managing to be on an almost regular basis. Almost. There were two pit stops en route.
She knocked on the door of the flower shop with her foot because she had a leash wrapped around one wrist, two embarrassingly large beer cans in familiar looking brown paper bags in her hands and a mouth that was holding the folded over edge of a bag of cheeseburgers. She was a good friend, that Sharon Carter.