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[oom: Well, gee.

How do you ask your boyfriend to vampire prom?

Rated R for Revelations, H for Honesty, V for Vampire Proms, and A for ARE We Making An Indie Film??]

Tonight, Ava Wilson looks cute. Cute skirt, dark blue tee with a sliiiightly plunging neckline-- admittedly, she's sitting down, but that still leaves her with the plunging ( Read more... )

[oom: Rain, rain, go away--

Or, I mean. Whatever.

Rated H for hairdryers, N for nudging fights, and S for seriously guys, you're how old again?]

Ava has found a little black book belonging to one Eddie Dean.

After a few minutes of leafing through, making bemused faces, and occasionally giggling, she pops up behind the counter and starts busily writing out the evening's specials in her neat, conservative hand:

~ SPECIALS ~

Zombie Girl
Gryffindor Red
Vampire Slayer
English Rose Cocktail
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Milliways is, quite possibly, the worst place to try to be productive ever ( Read more... )

[oom: Following a seriously awkward interaction between Sam, Ava, and Riley, the latter pair has a much less awkward followup conversation.

... Wait, did Ava just say "boyfriend"?]

Dean's gone out, and depending on his luck and his stamina (and oh god does Sam really not want to think about that) it'll probably be a while before he gets back to the motel ( Read more... )

[OOM: Following a Milliways meeting, I scream, you scream.

No clowns were harmed in the making of this date.]

Riley left a note at the bar a little while ago (it said: Hey! I'm here if you are. -Riley. It was not the most eloquent note). While waiting for an answer to said note, he is sitting at the bar with a basket of french fries. It's all pretty normal, especially by Milliways's standards (that ... dude [dude? lady? person?] who passed by a few minutes ( Read more... )