my croissant!!

arden wouldn’t lie and say she didn’t miss hollywood sometimes. she had been good at one thing for so long she felt like a fish out of water being in the valley sometimes. it was too small, but she was convincing herself that’s why she liked it. she was picking up new skills along the way but there were times where she missed acting. she missed the red carpets and all the glamour. she just didn’t miss all the drama, all the news outlets up in her business, the paparazzi. she was working at the bar today, unsure of where jemma was or fry. she had just finished serving a man his drink when someone had come waltzing in. she had looked up at the woman and at all of her stuff. “well, that’s an entrance.” she said, walking over to grab the things that have fallen. “it’s fine,” she said with a small smile, suddenly glad that fry wasn’t here to witness the commotion. “you good?”

Sasha had a discrete eye on the valley’s newest resident from the moment she stepped out her house. Newcomers were few and far between in Stardew Valley, so most people took an obscene interest in all new faces. Sasha, unfortunately, was no exception. When Zola approached her, though, Sasha played it cool and offered her a dazzling Sasha™ smiles. “There’s a path. That way,” she gestured up the way from Pelican Town before her gaze fell back to the telescope the woman carried. “You’re going to carry that all the way up there?”

Having heard the rumours about the UFO sighting herself, Archie is also headed towards the mountains for a spot of investigation. “I find the quickest way to get to the mountains is to walk towards them,” she says drily, hitching her camera bag further up her shoulder as she turns back to face the woman that had addressed her. She points at the telescope, which is scraping painfully against the ground. “Need some help with that?”

The verbal barrage is… a lot. Fry doesn’t think he’s said that many words in the last six months, let alone in one conversation (or monologue). “It’s… fine?” He says, bemused. The kid’s kind of all over the place, but he doesn’t seem to mean any harm. “And to answer your first question - coincidence. Gus is the chef in our family.”

Scout sniffs at Koa’s fingers for a moment and then, apparently sensing some sort of distress, gently places her chin in his hand. She looks up at him with her liquid brown eyes, tail still swishing lazily in the basket behind her. “There,” Fry comments. “Think she likes you.”

Dakota shyly nodded at the information. It seemed like there were lots of new people here, which was good in that they wouldn’t stand out like a sore thumb, but also meant there were more people around than they had thought. “O-Oh, then are you interested in trying it out? I-I mean, if you’re, uh, leaving or something, we could always work together and figure out what to do with your character…” they looked at the board again. There wasn’t much up there, aside from someone looking for a job.

“I would disagree…but it’s nothing inappropriate,” Dakota gave a shrug and took a pushpin and posted the page. It felt a bit weird to do so without explicit permission, and they felt themselves fidgeting a bit, but it was just paper. If it needed to be removed it would be done easily.

“i’ve always found that asking for forgiveness rather than permission makes life a little more zesty if you will. i’ve always been a fan of zest,” zola joked, tilting her head over to read that the stranger’s posted on the bulletin board. after perusing through, she gave them a reassuring wave. “if anybody gets offended at this, i will fight them for you. dungeons and dragons sounds super fun. can i be a magic knight? or does it have to be separate?”

[ feb 18th, 11:30 am to koa ] … you’re either hiding this really well or you are better at dealing at trauma than most, but, just know you’re important and i love you [ feb 18th, 11:31 am to koa ] yeah, man, i got you. i’ll drop it by when i get back from zuzu city. do you want some company too or you busy this evening?

Adria had come out when she’d seen someone dragging a telescope outside of her home. She couldn’t help the curiosity and approached the slightly frazzled looking woman. “I actually know where that is because of my morning runs. If you go up those stairs and keep following the trail to the right, and then go to the left past the carpentry shop, over the railroad track, you’ll get there…I can take you up there if you’d like. I realize that’s a lot of information at once.” She then eyed the telescope. “Is Mars or Jupiter visible tonight?”

when she got out of the mines, after everything, she had learned about the ufo sighting. it had been just the thing that she needed. there had been sightings in stardew valley before, though they came few and far and further convinced her that she had been right all along. there had been a joy in telling her father that there was another sighting and for a moment it was like he had come back to his old self, grabbing all of his notebooks of previous sightings and telling her she needed to get out there and document. plus, it would have made for a good anecdote in her book, considering her book was about aliens. she was just glad that she didn’t even really need to leave her own backyard. sofia had all of her equipment ready to go, heading up towards the mountains herself, backpack full of stuff, hands full of other things. her communicator that she had used on the road to try and catch any sort of signal or messages that the aliens sent. having heard someone talking to her she had paused her speed walking. “oh. um. i’m about to head up there right now, i can show you.” 

“Oh, well– I saw this bartender on DewTube who does this cool thing where he, like, flips the glass in the air from behind his back and then catches it in front and the drink is still in the glass. Haven’t worked out all the logistics yet, though.” Another sheepish grin, already reaching for the broom and dustpan she kept at the ready. “Pfft,don’t worry. I mean, like, I’m a natural… but if you know any cool tricks, I wouldn’t mind seeing them.” That’s code for: I’m literally winging this.

The boy scurries off to the bathroom and Fry is left alone with Scout, who transfers her baleful gaze to him in the absence of their visitor. “What?” He asks her quietly in Spanish, a rarely seen smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “You are cute.”

The idea that he might be Gus’s secret husband makes Fry snort a laugh, though he supposes it’s an assumption easily made - he is wearing a wedding ring, after all. He absently passes his thumb over the cool metal of it as he clarifies, “His nephew. You can call me Fry.”

Koa’s ministrations aren’t as subtle as he perhaps hopes they are, so Fry interjects on Scout’s behalf. “Let her smell your hand. If she doesn’t want you to pet her, she’ll let you know.”

“fry? is the reason you work here because you were named fry? or is that just a coincidence?” koa questioned, the question marks and threads popping up in his head as he tried to connect the dots. he doubled back though, quickly pursing his lips in shame. “i’m sorry, that’s really rude of me. i don’t think there’s anything wrong with your name, it’s just new to me. i’ve been kind speaking without a filter lately -- i have no idea what’s wrong with me.”

[ feb 18th, 11:03 am to koa ] no, definitely not your fault - all of us in the town should have done a better job making sure everyone was back [ feb 18th, 11:03 am to koa ] you didn’t deserve to be left down there at all [ feb 18th, 11:04 am to koa ] can i bring you by some food or something? relaxation stuff maybe?