King of Pop tunes were pumping through the shop's stereo today as Suzette looked over the latest issue of Rolling Stone. It was a shame he was dead, but really, couldn't they just move on already? Geez ( Read more... )

Suzette had seen the man in the wannabe knight getup and only wondered what he'd been smoking lately.

Too bad he wasn't naked again, she would have liked that.

Unaware of anything freaky or supernatural going on, she opened the shop and settled in behind the counter with a magazine and a pack of smokes.

Business as usual.

(open but ocdless. ( Read more... )

There was a sign on the window.

Closed for vacation! Come back next week.

Or possibly even later than that. Suzette had discovered a new band and they were on tour right now and they were totally bitchin!

Green Day sounded pretty fucking awesome to her. And since Milieux was like, hellooooo nothing fun, omg what the fuck was wrong with that, she ( Read more... )

Wednesday seemed like a good day to open shop. Why? Really it was because Suzette had spent the holiday weekend in New Orleans celebrating properlyA picnic in the park? Phleeze, way too damn domestic ( Read more... )

Suzette was feeling a bit melancholy today, though she wouldn't readily admit it if anyone asked. She hadn't known Dean at all hardly, but still... damn shame.

Especially since he was cute.

There was a mix of classic rock coming through the shop's stereo and for once it wasn't at full volume ( Read more... )

Suzette opened the shop in a cheery mood today. She was even thinking of maybe doing a sale of some sort.

She took her usual spot behind the counter, cranked up Lucy in the Sky and propped her feet up on the counter, smoking a joint.

Did she care if other people cared about what she was doing? Hell no.

(4-20, I just had to! *g*)

Suzette was actually cleaning and straightening up the store today. Of course, this involved a lot of singing along with the music blaring through the speakers and a lot of butt wiggling.

She'd brought in one of her most treasured Doors albums, figuring it was about time this sleepy little town got fully introduced to the Lizard King ( Read more... )

Suzette had her feet propped up on top of the counter, smoking as she went through a shoebox of old photos.

She was a bit on the nostalgic side today and considering a trip to visit Vinnie sometime soon.

(open, though no ocd today. lame post too, blah)

This? Was officially boring. Not that she didn't like having her own business and making her own hours, but the whole . . . nothingness of small town life was beginning to drive her nuts. She needed to find something else to do and fast.

Suzette flipped her sign to open and set herself up behind the counter with the latest issue of Rolling Stone ( Read more... )

Suzette was cherry today, dammit. Anyone who thought she wasn't would get a thorough reason why she was cheery, whether they wanted to hear it or not ( Read more... )