With the new semester and new people on island, and also a holiday that just so happened to fall on Kitty's shift, those were as good excuses as any for a party. Plus they got to do so with margaritas and nachos, and who didn't like margaritas and nachos ( Read more... )

Irene was finally feeling all right about leaving her apartment (and it helped that the incessant, pointed need for that old phone of hers had faded a little more with each heartbeat since Friday night), and of course, when one finally leaves one's apartment after a time of seclusion, where should one appear first but the most popular bar in town ( Read more... )

Leland Gaunt could have retired years ago. Millenia ago. But he hadn't, for one very important reason.

Leland Gaunt loved his work. That quote about loving one's job and never working a day in one's life? It was so very, very true.

NEEDFUL THINGS
A DIFFERENT KIND OF STORE

You Won't Believe Your EyesHe couldn't wait to see what new delights this ( Read more... )

Irene had survived her birthday with a glass of wine in hand and her phone firmly shut off in another room, and really, she felt like all of that was quite to be commended.

Which was why she had a cupcake at work with her today, which she was slowly eating over the course of several hours, because it was just one cupcake, after all. Plus, she was ( Read more... )

It was an idea Mike had had while he’d been walking home early, far too early this morning, having been booted from Allie's due to vampire and daytime reasons. It was an idea that had still been in his head when he'd woken up at home some hours into the afternoon, and even though he could feel the island's pull on his hormones beginning to lessen ( Read more... )

So. When one owned a sex shop, and there was a sudden influx of amorousness, one clearly needed to capitalize on it. And Irene, truly, had been remiss -- between her cold and the blizzard and Valentine's Day and class, she hadn't even gotten in to put a sign in the window to capitalize on it ( Read more... )

It was Valentine's Day, and love was in the air! Or pollen. Love pollen? Something like that, anyway. It wasn't like the holiday cared any, after all. Not when there was a dance to be had. And this year's dance had just the thing to take everybody's mind off of that pesky pollen!

That's right, dancing. Which, to the uninitiated, might seem a bit ( Read more... )

You know, when one harbored an enormous number of secrets, it was probably best to avoid human contact entirely on a day when everyone was compelled to tell the truth. And that was why Irene spent most of Thursday tucked away in her flat, reorganizing her wardrobe. (There was quite a lot to go through, honestly ( Read more... )

The holiday decorations were down, and no, Tino, they were not going to start decorating for Valentine's Day yet, not even if the stores were. Kitty could only assume he was planning something for that barista at the Perk or something ( Read more... )

Given that she had to teach tomorrow (though at least this class was much less likely to inspire mortification in her students), and that they were in dire need of employees who weren't just herself and Sparkle, Irene actually went in and opened up the shop today. Inventory went fairly quickly, as usual, as did the bookkeeping, and when those were ( Read more... )