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Weekend 4
Weather: Saturday and Sunday AM - Clear skies, PM - slightly rainy
Friday night (or whenever characters fall asleep come Saturday morning), everyone on the island will be met with a mysterious dream. It’s a dream that some may find unsettling whereas others may see it as a relief -- overall though, the dream is extremely bizarre.
Everyone on the island will dream about their own worlds as they were just before they touched that mysterious floating ticket. The people, the environment -- all is still, unmoving and untouched. Everything is just as you remembered it before you arrived here, and if you choose to walk amongst the people and the places you knew...no one will move. Nothing will react.
Except one thing, and that’s a shooting star that catches your eye from up above. It makes its way across the sky, even if it’s daylight in your dream, and as soon as it fades from your vision...you wake up.
How odd.
The rest of Saturday proceeds as normal, though one will notice that on the opposite side of the island (to the southwest of the map) is a blocked off area, near the peach trees that have been planted. There’s a sign from Nook Inc on the property that reads, Reserved for Able Sisters. Interesting...wonder what’s in store for you there?
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Sunday rolls around with something a little more pleasant. There’s a bridge on the lower part of the island that you can use to get across to the other side of the island. On the other side is a quaint little building called “ABLE SISTERS”. In the display window is a green dress and a pair of white mary janes; from the outside you can hear the distinct sound of a sewing machine at work.
When you walk in, Mabel is there to greet you, bright and peppy as always. There are various different outfits out for display, but if you ask Mabel, their selection is limitless. The way the process works, she explains, is that you can look through the catalogs of clothing available (minus seasonal items), sorted by item type, and place in an order for any of the items. The clothing will arrive in your mailbox the following day.
There is also a dressing room for you to try on any clothes that are currently on display. (For OOC purposes, if there is an item you really want, feel free to assume it's on display at any given time.)
Other than Mabel, however, is Sable, busy at work in the back and doesn’t even look up from her work. And in the lower left hand corner is...someone who isn’t a hedgehog.
Rather...you’ve got yourselves a cat on your hands. He's busy at work, but you might happen to catch him looking at you as you explore the shop.
> Approach?
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[Both are valid reasons!]
And... Yeah, but that's a part of the learning process. Lord knows I've done some stupid things since moving out on my own.
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[ Tell him all about it, Adelaide, while he munches on some more caramel pieces while they both stand in the kitchen. ]
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[Should they... Should they go sit down... Just standing in the kitchen is kind of weird, isn't it?]
But we probably shouldn't just stand around like weirdos. What if someone needs the kitchen?
[Just gonna start shooing him out of the kitchen and to a chair. Because there is one because having a layout you can't make up on the fly is for scrubs.]
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[ Laurent sits down on the chair, with his back straight, decent posture and all. ]
Lay it on me.
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[That's as good a reason as any.
She takes a seat across from him, crossing her leg over her knee and looking thoughtful.]
I got lucky and didn't really have any sort of... Domestic disasters because I already knew how to do most of that stuff, but... Let's see.
[She closes her eyes and prepared for judgment.]
The first time I put gas in my car I got distracted, forgot to take the pump out, and nearly ripped it off driving away.
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How do you...
[ ??? ]
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Shut up. I was on the phone, and there was an emergency... I was like 18 and had been driving for a month, okay.
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That must have been a very urgent emergency for you to forget about the nozzle. Wouldn't gas still leak?
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...Did you know vampires have really sensitive noses?
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[ Laurent can't help but to laugh, because yeah. Gas stinks. ]
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[To this day, she still feels kind of sorry.]
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Though, it's not your fault.
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And honestly it’s probably not as bad in modern civilization as it was back in the day, depending on where you were. At least in modern cities people don’t dump their toilet water in the streets.
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[ Unfortunate either way. ]
Hm, I suppose it would be my turn then? I don't think I have many personal stories to tell, but I did hear funny ones from others.
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[There’s a balance that needs to be kept so she doubts it, at least.]
C’mon, there has to be something stupid you’ve done... But I guess secondhand stories are fine.
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[ Laurent thinks. He has a strange sense of pride where he doesn't like showing weakness, but it's more of a habitual defensive mechanism than pride itself. Though he wonders if it's pride that gets in the way of telling Adelaide about stupid shit he's done, but had gotten away with. ]
Let's see... during homecoming parade when I was in college, there was a person who drove a truck into a fraternity house. Thankfully, no one was injured, but it left... quite an impression on everyone there, so to say. I was there to see it, and fortunately on the other side of the road when it happened.
[ Well, he thinks he can tell this story at least. ]
I don't regret doing this, but I pretty much swindled two thousand dollars from drunk guys at a party with poker. I used the money to buy a watch for my colleague to gain favor for networking purposes.
[ Card sharking is his hobby... ]
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Christ. Glad no one was hurt, at least.
[But the poker story is much more interesting, admittedly. She looks amused, and maybe a little impressed.]
If they were drunk and gambling they probably would’ve lost that money anyways. Though networking bribes are a bit scheme-y.
[She will never bet against Laurent in poker...]
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[ Don't bet against Laurent in anything related to card games... ]
But I've built up my reputation from the ground up and I don't think it would be too farfetched to say that I have influence over thousands of people in the city I lived in.
[ Whether that's a good or bad influence... Laurent won't say, but it's certainly an Influence. But the reason why Laurent tells Adelaide this is that hopefully she'll understand why he doesn't have as many stories to share regarding him and his mistakes. He was very careful not to make any. ]
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She does catch his drift, though, and a frown crosses her lips for a moment as she considers this.]
You make it sound like you’re a powerful man.
[Even without taking being “End” into consideration.]
Isn’t it kind of lonely and exhausting, though?
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[ He leans back into his seat though, looking up at the ceiling as he ponders Adelaide's question. Where he stands on living his life is lukewarm at best, having lived his life like this. ]
I have a few friends back home. I'd like to believe we're pretty close, considering some of them are too stupid to make use of the connections I have.
[ He loves and insults them in the same breath. A true privilege of being close friends. ]
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[She wonder if he maybe works too hard. If he really needed this break to just take a pause from all his responsibilities.
Her knee bounces, and she looks thoughtful still. It’s not quite pity, she thinks, but she still will admit there’s a part of her that wants to fuss and make things better.]
Must mean they like you for you, so I’d say that makes you pretty close, yeah. [...] Do you miss them?
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[ There's no hesitation when he says this, because Adelaide knows why, and he doesn't see a reason to make it vague. ]
I think the most interesting favor I had to take on was getting a pet hyena for the Concept of Banishment.
[ Yeah that was... something. ]
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[She still thinks that things can be okay for him, but she’s not going to force them to dwell on things. They... Hopefully have time to figure things out.]
...Was there a reason they wanted a hyena or did they just want to be a pain to you?
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[ Despite that, he laughs a little. ]
Though I'm on neutral terms with them... I wouldn't say their usual self is likable.
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[That's like saying water is wet, she thinks.]
I would've never expected that.
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