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fluxscape mods. ([personal profile] fluxscapemod) wrote in [community profile] fluxscapememe2020-09-29 06:17 pm
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Late night at Denny's meme:

Late Night at Denny's.





Listen, it happens to the best of us. It's three AM and suddenly you want pancakes, but you don't want to cook it for yourself. So, whether you grab friends or not, you head to Denny's to handle that late night craving.

And that's exactly what this meme is. Hanging out with or randomly running into friends at Denny's.

At well-past anyone's bedtime. So there's probably some overly-tired silliness. Or maybe it's time for serious chats. Who knows? Who cares? It's Denny's. The food is good, the coffee is questionable, and there's probably a semi-rowdy drunk crowd in there, but other than that?

It's probably going to be a good time for all.

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Evie - OTA

[personal profile] blueberryprincess 2020-09-30 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Four AM at Denny's wasn't Evie's norm, but she found she couldn't sleep. So, here she was, seated at a table with one of her design books and a box of colored pencils. Sketching outfits for the various people she knew, making sure to add what she knew was their preferences in color, patterns and all.

When she gets her food, she gives her waitress a grin and moves her stuff, ready to eat.

Is she by herself? If so, come join her. Is she eating with someone? If so, it's probably you and she's very glad she ran into you here.

Either way, at some point, she's holding out her sketchbook with a small frown.

"Help me out, here," She says as she points out a few belts she designed to go with some manner of formal attire she drew. "Which one of these belts do you think would work best with this outfit?"
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Beast - OTA

[personal profile] learningtolove 2020-10-11 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
The wee small hours of the morning were the perfect time for Beast to go get food. He figures he'll be alone then and able to avoid anyone who might react to his appearance in an negative fashion. Plus he also doesn't have to keep quite the leash on his atrocious table manners.

But apparently someone else has the same idea as him. As he gnaws on some bacon he'd gotten as an appetizer, he looks up in surprise as someone slides into the booth across from him.

The cursed prince stares for a moment in awkward silence before he clears his throat. "Are you lost?"