thatwaslucky: (frowning)
Rey Skywalker ([personal profile] thatwaslucky) wrote2021-07-19 05:51 am

Dite's- Monday

After the last few weeks, Rey was doing her best to get back to a routine. For her, this meant training. So she'd gotten her things, opened the door to the apartment, stepped outside…

...and found herself in a store she hadn't been in before but it was pretty obvious pretty quickly which store it was. Well, okay, that was weird and she would die of blush if she stayed in here too long.

Rey immediately went to the door, figuring this was something where Fandom was having a day and just waylaid her a bit. So it was really annoying when she opened the door and attempted to step outside, but gently bounced back a step or two, like she'd just walked into the wall of a bouncy house.

It was going to be a long 30 minutes, not that she knew that yet.


[Open! Here is today's Layover Week post! If you want to participate and end up somewhere you didn't plan, come on in!]
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[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Clare had just been trying to get to sheep class! (And yes, she realized that the very act of having a class about herding sheep was ridiculous.) And now she was here, in a shop she'd never go into and she could feel Sr. Michael judging her all the way from Derry and she couldn't get out, Sister, she was trying!

"Our Father, who art in Heaven--"

Yes, Clare. Loud praying will definitely make a half hour in a sex shop less weird.
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[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 01:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am not," Clare said, flailing around and knocking over a rubber dildo the size of her forearm. "I am going straight to Hell!"
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[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"For touching a fake penis!" Clare wailed. "I don't even like them!"

Surely information everyone in the shop needed!
craic_killer: (grr)

[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am not okay," Clare told her vehemently. "Not at all."
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[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"It better be," Clare said. "Me ma will fly all the way from Derry using her arms to scream at me if she finds out I've moved into a sex shop!"

Good thing you're handling this well, Clare.
Edited 2021-07-19 14:31 (UTC)
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[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"That will not stop me ma," Clare said. "I didn't kidnap the Child of Prague and break him and glue his head on upside down, either."

Long story.
Edited 2021-07-19 14:34 (UTC)
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[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, at me old school, we thought our favorite English teacher had been sacked and so my friends decided to kidnap this statue of Christ as a wee bairn and hold it for ransom until Sr. Michael reinstated her? Only Michelle and James--" surely Rey knew who they were, "--got into a tussle trying to get a good kidnapping picture and the statue fell and then we had to glue his head back on--the statue, not James--and then Sister called our parents."

Hopefully you caught half of that, Rey.

Clare's attention had wandered elsewhere. "Why on Earth would someone want to eat a pair of knickers?" she asked, pointing.
craic_killer: (lipbite)

[personal profile] craic_killer 2021-07-19 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh my God, you've thought of some," Clare gasped, half impressed.

But not the repressed Catholic half, okay.