#dewstart

[wintcrwinds]

“We’re not open yet,” Fry says gruffly, setting the last box of his stuff down on the bar with a thump. He'd been hoping for a moment's peace in the aftermath of Gus's departure, but it doesn't seem like he's going to get it.

[qvietlight]

For the first time in months, Henry is baking. In fact, he’s been baking, and now almost every available surface in both his kitchen and living room, as well as several stairs, are littered with baked goods in various stages of being iced. It’s like a switch has suddenly been flipped, and all that time he spent as a zombie has been brushed aside in favour of his usual flurry of activity. It’s time to try again.

“Watch your step!” He calls, reaching to turn down the radio with one floury hand as he hears the front door open behind him.

[jvnimo]

From her post behind the tile-painting station, Anya waved heartily at her neighbor. “Hello!” she called out, chipper as ever. Once she had their attention, she swept a hand over the table littered with tiles, paintbrushes, and acrylics. “Would you like to paint a tile? They’re going to be used in a backsplash in the new movie theatre.”

[dcwdrops]

   The buzz around the entrance of the mines in desperation to get those stuck inside out was palpable ... but Iris was scrolling through her phone. It wasn’t like she was completely unempathetic — sure, she cared if people were like hurt or dying or something but ... in the same way things never seemed to work out in Iris Land, things always seemed to work out in stupid freaking Stardew Valley. She turns to the person next to her, the sunglasses she absolutely does not need to be wearing in January pushed down her nose. 

   “   Any updates?  ”

[silvcrlining]

Finley has only been back for about a day, but they’ve still been avoiding the town as much as possible. With the festival going on, it meant everyone they weren’t ready to see yet was huddled up in the central spot of the Valley-- so they took the long route to the beach. From Malia’s home, they cut through the Cindersap Forest, hands tucked in pockets and head kept down, slipping through the bottom of Pelican Town until they’ve found their familiar spot at the edge of pier.

They tuck their knees up to their chest and wrap their arms around them, gaze focusing on the horizon as they try to clear their mind and try to find a moment of peace among all the static frenzy that had invaded them for the past week. Well, what were they to do now?

[dakotaxzimmer]

Nervously Dakota stood outside of the Mercer General Store, staring at the bulletin board after hanging a flier. There was not much else up there so he didn’t feel too confident that this was the right spot. Since a week had passed from the avalanche, he was beginning to notice that he didn’t know people here. But he did want to make friends. What better way than to set up a D&D game? Then there wasn’t the pressure to talk about himself and it was one of the few settings he felt comfortable in. 

Just as he was starting to fidget, he felt someone staring. “Oh ... uh, this- this is the community board, right? There’s no...restrictions on what I can put on here? I-I mean, not that I’m putting up anything inappropriate- just, I wanted to start up a Dungeons & Dragons game if- if there’s interest...”

[jupiterdrcps]

one minute malia was bickering with jillian in the mines, the next it started to concave around them. malia didn’t know where she was, she had a flashlight but it wasn’t strong. it was just too dark. “fuck,” she said, thankful that she had still had her medical bag and her sword but she didn’t know how exactly that would be useful right now. she looked down at the flask in her bag and opened it up and took a drink before realizing that she could use the alcohol to sterlize any wounds if there were any. she was starting to think she was alone in her corner of the cave. “hello?” she yelled, “anyone hurt?” she had taken another small drink before she started to walk again, “i can try and help.” she says, but mostly to herself feeling defeated. her head hurt but she knew she was fine, the adrenaline of surviving was kicking in. 

[alwaysgcld]

The group vacation was a brilliant idea, Ben really thought that when it had been suggested. His hesitation on joining had only been on account of the fact he had already been on a vacation technically. He wasn’t exactly in need of another one. Someone had talked him into tagging along in the end, so here he was. Stranded with everyone else in the airport. Not that he was too upset about their predicament. He had found something to help occupy most of his time.

It had been quite sometime since he had broken off from the group; he had been on his way back when it had caught his eye: an upright piano. He had made a beeline for it right away. It had been far too long since he had played, a few months at least. Now that he had nothing but time, it seemed like a perfect opportunity to play. He was a picture of contentment as his fingers danced along the keys, full attention on the melody he was playing.