Ashley had been pretty much keeping to herself since last weekend and her unexpected visitors. It had been weird, but kind of nice spending time with her dad and Nikola ( Read more... )

The weekend had been oddly good for a change. Even with her one completely awful date on Saturday, she had ended up being glad she had gone to Caritas ( Read more... )

Once the bell or buzzer or windchime or fireball went off for the last time and the dates were all over, Jaina took her place back behind the bar for actual work. Might as well stick around and help out with anyone who wanted to chat with someone they might have clicked with on their dates, or to serve anyone who just wandered in once everything ( Read more... )

Hard to believe only nine minutes had passed since this all started, huh? The daters were still dating, hopefully no one had been transported outside due to trying to attack anyone they had to deal with for three minutes, and all they had to do was survive two more rounds before they could hit the bar.

Happy dating!

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There was a sign posted at the front door:

G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Ninth Annual
Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.GOB had somehow been able to count to nine despite not being around for the previous six Three Minute Dates, but he still didn't know what 'annual' really meant. But that wasn't important. The important ( Read more... )

It was oddly quiet in the gym today. Ashley almost even missed Jessi's inane babble.

She sat at the desk, idly flipping through papers and things, trying to make sure everything was organized. Hopefully it would be a busy day.

Ashley was grateful that she no longer had to live in a cabin with a bunch of people. As much as she missed her mom and Henry and Big Guy and everyone else who lived in the sanctuary, she had gotten used to living on her own here in Fandom ( Read more... )

Cabin living was driving Ashley nuts. Almost as nuts as the Celine Dion singing bugs.

Which was why she showed up at the gym bright and early and was beating the hell out of a punching bag.

[no ocd today]

Class had gone well again this week. The weekend had passed without turning plastic or people having dead relatives show up or Fandom throwing anything wacky at them.

All in all, Ashley was in a good mood.

Which was why she was texting Tesla and mocking him, saying she never knew he sparkled in the sun. He wasn't pleased.

[yeah, IDK. ocd free ( Read more... )

Hearing about all of the visitors to the island over the weekend had made Ashley a bit melancholy. As a result, she had spent a majority of her time working out ( Read more... )