Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[furnaceface]

Jono was in a fairly mellow mood today as he settled in at the Groovy Tunes for his shift. Joni had come along with him again, less because he was in dire need of a therapy kitten and more because he was fairly certain that Beethoven was going to destroy her if he let her gnaw at the older cat's ears any longer. The stereo had settled on a station of obscure but not entirely unpleasant modern folk-rock, and Jonothon had settled in with his guitar to just sit and play along for a while.

Not a bad day at all.

If one ignored the way he was slowly going bonkers wishing something would happen here or back home so that he could leap in and bruise up his knuckles a bit.

Jonothon continued to be terrible at stagnating.

[OOC: Open!]