“I’m sorry, but I’m kinda busy. Soo unless you have some delicious drama or are willing to pay for the latte, I suggest you be on your way.”

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“I’m sorry, but I’m kinda busy. Soo unless you have some delicious drama or are willing to pay for the latte, I suggest you be on your way.”
I’m looking to score some extra cash, so Jack’s acquisitions is having a New Year’s sale! 20% off any job. You looking for something, I can stea- er, accuire it! $40 down payment on everything, and I do accept tips! Now is your chance to get that dog back from your evil ex or that vase your snooty neighbor displays ever so carelessly,
Westley yells drunkenly at Remnants, “Free shots for everyone! And this generous patron is paying for them all!!!” And he points to some poor random customer.
Discoveries // Open
This city was so big, and there were so many people and they all were so different but at the same time they all looked the same? Their strange clothes and those weird things they all held in their hands all the time. What were those things? They spoke to them and constantly poked them with their fingers! Maybe it was some kind of magical thing but he couldn’t understand it’s use. All he knew was that they were too busy paying attention to it that they kept bumping into him and they were not even saying sorry. How rude!
Olaf walked the streets amazed by all the different things but scared as well, as everything was new to him and he had no idea how he had gotten there. Where was Anna and Elsa? He missed them, he even missed that stupid Kristoff!
Still hiding from the sun, as he was scared he would melt ( he had found this thing called caps that protected his face from the sun! And his said ‘I ❤ NYC’ ) he stood next to a place where people and kids walked in very excited. Was it candy? Hmm, suddenly he realized he was super hungry.
He kept curiously looking at the people until he saw something that turned his sweet face into a horror expression. Olaf screamed in horror at the sight of that this person was about to eat. ‘’ What are you doing?!’’ He asked terrified as he looked down at this... abomination! It was some kind of frozen thing, with color, on a cookie cone?! Was it snow?! Was it ice?! And they were about to bite into it! ‘’ Noooo!!’’
“Alright Linnea, you need to find a job to make money so that you can buy things,” the small girl muttered to herself. “But where am I supposed to find a job?”
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Buttercup was accustomed to work, but not for the benefit of others. Working her farm had yielded gains for herself and her family, which was all she really cared about. Being a waitress at Remnants was very different territory. People whined at her, and ordered her about, and never ever seemed happy once Buttercup fulfilled their wishes. What was the point of paying for someone to cook and serve you a meal if you left just as miserable as before? Buttercup was the lowest tipped waitress at the establishment and couldn’t care less. The only thing that mattered to her was that she and Westley had found each other- and that they both still had all their limbs and most of their wits about them. Too often Buttercup thought of him, their lives together- and then she would consequently break something, or drop another thing. There were so many things in this work, little, replaceable, expensive things that people cared so much about. The once princess could not empathize. And so it was, Buttercup found herself pouring water into someone’s lap instead of their glass, as she thought of past sunsets with Horse and Westley, of Inigo and Fezzik- on a small little island no one could ever find. “Oh fff- I’m sorry.” Buttercup stammered, tossing her towel from her apron and into the patron’s chest.
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Today he wore a cap to cover his face and only his bright smile was visible, there were too many cops around that could recognize him. Not that he wasn’t good at hiding and merging into the crowds, but it never harmed anyone to be careful. It was such a lazy Saturday, people were having brunch or lunch around the city, and walked with the loved ones happily. Such a perfect scenario to pickpocket some wallets and watches and anything else he could get.
But after a while he got bored, so he went to the usual place where he sold the watches and the jewelry, ditching the IDs he found inside the wallets on the street. Everything was fine and normal until he spotted a woman pointing at him ( he had stolen her necklace some minutes earlier) with a cop.
‘’ Shit.’’ He said as ran as fast as he could, headed to an alley and disappeared into another street. Chesh was fast, but he hated running since he was very lazy. As he looked behind to check if the police officer was still following him, he didn’t see the person in front of him and collided against them, making both of them fall hard on the floor.
Belle tried pushing her way through the crowded street, New York was very different from the small town she grew up in. In New York you have to weave through and fight against the crowd. It was then that she accidentally ran right into someone. “Oh I’m sorry.” She rushed to apologize, maybe she shouldn’t be zoning out.