maywood starters

Despite the celebration that had gone on, Henry doesn’t particularly feel in the mood to celebrate. It feels strange, sitting here in the aftermath, like he’s somehow out of place in a way that he hadn’t been before. He knows that it’s just his mind playing tricks on him, and with the kick-back from his insomnia lately, that’s to be expected.

Tired, Hyuntae decides to spend his free time this evening sitting in a bar close to where he lives. There’s a cocktail in his hand, and he leans heavy against the bar itself as he sits, glancing towards the person next to him with almost an expectant look about him. It’s not intentional — more like he’s building himself up before he gets the nerve to speak.

Unfortunately for Natalia, she had been in the hospital for a shift during the entire day of the pride parade. She always enjoyed watching those, but there had been no opportunity for her to get out of the shift. So she had been searching for someone who could at least tell her how everything had been. It didn’t take long before she recognized someone on the street and she quickly moved over. “Hey, I’m sorry to disturb you but do you perhaps have a moment?”

With Pride underway Alex found herself working over time to make sure that they kept as much alcohol and food as they needed in stock. Which had resulted in her practically missing everything, but there was still plenty of day left and she had already finished her shift. Holding onto one of the cold beer bottles that she had taken on her way out and she made her way into the streets that were covered in colorful clothing, decorations and signs. “So where are we going first?” She asked to the person next to her as held out the other beer to them. She was pretty open to anywhere the night would take her as long as she didn’t up working or back at Lucky’s. “I’m here for the rest of the night and I’m ready to celebrate and enjoy myself.” 

DATE: june 24th, 2020; 4:15PM

LOCATION: happy scoops ice cream

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While Zahra wasn’t the kind of woman that would willingly make tiktoks, she’d been sucked into getting the app when her step-brother had nagged her into it. How a twenty two year old could be so convincing was beyond her. But surely enough, she’d fallen down the spiral where she’d spend her time scrolling for hours on end when she wasn’t at work watching whatever she came across. Mainly, it was dogs. Until she stumbled across something called Randonautica and she’d spiraled even further down a rabbit hole. A creepy one at that. She had even gone as far as downloading the app to her phone but she hadn’t done a single thing with it except continue watching tiktoks on it. Which was doing as she waited in line to buy ice cream on the hot day. 

“Have you ever heard of Randonautica?” She asked the person that was beside her, eyes lifting from her phone as she looked over for a more direct conversation, “That app that uses a quantum number generator to give you a set of cords that’ll take you somewhere random? It’s supposed to basically show you how we’re stuck in some simulation and bend reality in a way that you would never notice otherwise or some kind of shit like that. I kinda wanna try it and see if it leads me anywhere but… I’m not doing that shit alone. —D’you think that’s like… a thing? That we’re really just living in a simulation?”

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Cam had visited the paper earlier that day with the photos that she had made from the event. She had scanned through many photos and picked out the best of them. She pulled her bag on her shoulder a bit better before crossing the street. As she had crossed the street, she saw something falling on the floor. She quickened her pace so she could pick it up and handed it over to the owner. “I’m sorry to bother you, but you dropped something. Here you go!”

She’d lost the crown, Mayor for a Day, then the Dance A Thon all in won week. Usually she could handle losing one of them, but to lose all three had been a major blow to her ego. Especially after she’d worked so hard to plan it for the town. All she had to show for it now was some pictures to put in her resume and a blank spot in her her closet where the tiara was support to go.  “After this past week I need a six month vacation to anywhere tropical.” Elena commented aimlessly and she ran a hand through her dark hair as she stood in line at the coffee shop. Shifting her weight from one heel to another as she leaned back against the wall and turned her attention to the person behind her. “Did you at least have fun during Founder’s Week?” She asked, she hoped that at least someone had a better time than she did.

A smile played on Josie’s lips as she licked the sugar from her fingers. Maywood Historical Day was by far Josie’s favorite. The girl had a tradition of saving all of her change in an old water jug from an office water cooler that she kept in the back of her closet, and more recently on an app that was linked to her bank account. And during founders day week, she’d use part of the money for food and clothes from local thrift and second hand shops to dress up for the different events. But, mostly food. “I know people love the parade and the ball,” The brunette said to the person that’d been in line behind her, “But I don’t think there is anything better than eating one dollar junk food all day.”

Natalia had managed to find her way to the casino during the Founder’s Ball. She had probably spent too much time there already but it was better than to embarrass herself on the dancefloor. Sure, she had watched Beyonce. No one would skip Beyonce. So after she had made her way over to the bar for a drink, she found her way to the casino. “I’ve been having such bad luck so far. Do you have any tips on how to do any of this better?”

“I had to do an appendectomy on an eleven year old last night. It all went fine, but I went in for a follow up this morning, and he asked if I was the ‘French dude,’ his words, not mine.” Nathaniel started to explain, sipping at his coffee before chuckling softly. “So I said yes. And he just started giggling, and asking if I had an omelette du fromage for him. He couldn’t stop laughing.” Usually, medical stories weren’t that fun - or fun at all, for people outside of the field, but kids really did say the funniest things, especially when they were hooked up to pain medication. “Now the nurses keep joking about it too.”