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WHO: Rikku (chrysophilist), Sooraya (fromyourbones), and Santo (rock_it_punch) if Franky wants to slap him in there I have no idea and if he doesn't I will remove the tag eventually!!
WHERE: Rikku and Santo's apartment, also referred to as Casa de Rock Penis
WHEN: At some point after this!
WARNINGS: awkwardness forever
SUMMARY: Santo is depressed and Sooraya is kind of depressed and Rikku is depressed because Santo is depressed so Sooraya is going to cure this depression by shoving some fucking filo dough down their throats
FORMAT: I HAVE NO IDEA MAN IF YOU WANT QUICKLOG RESPOND WITH A QUICKLOG
Baklava had seemed like the most innocuous choice, and the easiest to find if she could not locate a middle eastern bakery. It might not be exclusive to Afghanistan, and Sooraya certainly couldn't make it herself, but it was very popular in the West. She suspected that the mainstream would be the most comforting, right now.
That was why she had walked the entire way to their door carrying a box of it. In anticipation of Santo, it was a very large box. She gazed at the door with an expression that was equal parts reassuring, sad, and awkward, then managed to switch it to simply reassuring and awkward before giving a firm knock on the door. This visit was not about her.
WHERE: Rikku and Santo's apartment, also referred to as Casa de Rock Penis
WHEN: At some point after this!
WARNINGS: awkwardness forever
SUMMARY: Santo is depressed and Sooraya is kind of depressed and Rikku is depressed because Santo is depressed so Sooraya is going to cure this depression by shoving some fucking filo dough down their throats
FORMAT: I HAVE NO IDEA MAN IF YOU WANT QUICKLOG RESPOND WITH A QUICKLOG
Baklava had seemed like the most innocuous choice, and the easiest to find if she could not locate a middle eastern bakery. It might not be exclusive to Afghanistan, and Sooraya certainly couldn't make it herself, but it was very popular in the West. She suspected that the mainstream would be the most comforting, right now.
That was why she had walked the entire way to their door carrying a box of it. In anticipation of Santo, it was a very large box. She gazed at the door with an expression that was equal parts reassuring, sad, and awkward, then managed to switch it to simply reassuring and awkward before giving a firm knock on the door. This visit was not about her.