Connor Safehouse, Virginia, Anemone Weekend Visit

[apocalypsesoon]

A whole weekend with AnnieMony. And shopping, swimsuits, HOA wrongness, and just....foooood!

[This is the stuff that's worksafe, yo.]
[ Friday, Saturday morning, Saturday HOA wrongness, Saturday Night Goth Club dancing, Sunday morning brunch and eventual goodbyes.]

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Friday Night: Dinner and a Movie

[apocalypsesoon]

Woo!

Saturday Afternoon: Shopping Pre-HOA

[apocalypsesoon]

Game plan? Quickly tally up all the violations and then go shopping until the meeting.

Re: Saturday Afternoon: Shopping Pre-HOA

[death_of_hope]

Anemone sat at the table, legs swinging as looked at her notebook. She'd done a quick recon of the backyards in a three-block radius of the house, and was trying to find any HOA violations. "John? Can I see the section about pets pleas?"

Re: Saturday Afternoon: Shopping Pre-HOA

[apocalypsesoon]

John handed her the agreement. Phonebooks were smaller. "Here. Got it tabbed. Guess what? Somebody doesn't know how to surveeey," he said in a sing-song voice. "The developer has driveways overlapping people. Mine's good. I took care of it. Plus? This house was here first, so it's got a bigger lot and a wider driveway, so it's in the clear no matter what. And I put the privacy fence on the inside of anything, so that's good. Not so much for the neighbors." Evil grin.

Re: Saturday Afternoon: Shopping Pre-HOA

[death_of_hope]

"If you count Koi as pets, the person three houses down has ten animals too many." Anemone shook her head as she circled something in her notebook. "And the lady across the street has two too many cats, and an extra dog. Is there anything about lizards in here? Because someone's kid has a big icky snake."

Saturday: HOA

[apocalypsesoon]

At the Home Owners Association meeting. Oh, this will be good. and possibly handwavey

Saturday Night: Goth Club dancing!

[apocalypsesoon]

Dance like a dancy thing!

Re: Saturday Night: Goth Club dancing!

[death_of_hope]

Anemone resisted the urge to adjust the outfit John had picked out while they waited in line for the bouncer to check their IDs. Instead, she hung on his arm and looked around with a mask of bored indifference.

"I still can't believe I let you talk me into ruffles."

Re: Saturday Night: Goth Club dancing!

[apocalypsesoon]

"I can't believe how cute you look. And hot. Very nice." He made sure his sporran was adjusted properly, wearing his greatkilt with a fishnet shirt.

A flash (Of ID) later, they were in the club. Dark. Smoky. Loud. Pretentious. Cleavagey. Vinyly. "Drinks first or dance?"

Re: Saturday Night: Goth Club dancing!

[death_of_hope]

"Um, dance." Anemone looked around at the other patrons, then looked at him and grinned. "You were a very very emo child, weren't you?"

Sunday brunch and beyond

[apocalypsesoon]

Brunch on the town. Maybe a bit of shopping, cheesy movie night, and woe-filled goodbyes.

Re: Sunday brunch and beyond

[death_of_hope]

After finally forcing themselves out of bed, Anemone wandered into the bathroom, dragging a brush through her hair. "So what's the itinerary today? Is there food? 'Cause I'm huuuuungry."

Re: Sunday brunch and beyond

[apocalypsesoon]

"Pfft. Of course there's food. I live on food. I must have food. Therefore? Food. In the mood for anything in particular, my favorite skinnybutt?" John raked his hands through his hair and called it a style. He snickered at her knullruffs hairdo. "You look like you need a shower. Or a gallon of Frizz-Ease," he teased with a smile.

Re: Sunday brunch and beyond

[death_of_hope]

"I totally need a shower, and so do you." she tugged the brush through a snarl and grimaced. "Especially considering the workout we've had this morning. I call first shower!"