“I have no actual reasoning behind the glitter other than I woke up like this and the glue won’t come off, but you have to admit, it looks damn good.” Zach chuckled and let the light catch the glitter and gemstones on his face. “Word of advice though, be careful how much you drink because you may wake up in a bar in a different town.”

“Well, jeez, I know it’s Alabama but is it always thing dang hot??” (( @frostfordstart ))

“Yeah, so this morning, I was runnin’ late getting ready, because I had to shower and I thought I would be late to work, but I was actually early, so I had to wait th---” She knew they weren’t listening to her.  “----And that’s why I think we should have sex.” @frostfordstart​

“Alright, question – Bootleggers, the Cuttery, or the drive-in? I gotta find a job, been here two weeks and I’m already feelin’ like a mooch. I could always go back to the Cuttery, back to my roots, but maybe I should try something new? I think I could make a killin’ at Bootleggers waitin’ tables, but it seems kinda stressful. The drive-in seems chill, but outta my wheelhouse. You got any thoughts?”

Weeks of eating out and eating frozen, store-bought meals were starting to take a toll on Ava. She never was much of a cook in Los Angeles - there were so many food choices that it was almost overwhelming, and what meals she did make were always simple and required minimal effort. Ava decided that, with the large amount of free time she wasn’t used to, she would branch out and try some of the more time-intensive recipes she’d always seen on her social media feed. That meant, however, perusing the grocery store for items she had never purchased in her life. She looked back down at her phone, re-reading the list one more time, and scanned the aisle signs with her brow furrowed. “Turmeric..? Where would that be...?”

“So pi... thoughts?”