Jul 29, 2024
who: @mystycfics (willow) where: the golden spoon
"Can you switch my Sunday for your Thursday?" Emily asked her coworker, giving her best puppy dog eyes. "There's a gaming convention a couple of hours away, and I really want to go."
The restaurant was slow this Monday afternoon, with the lunch rush yet to start and the breakfast crowd smaller than usual. They were still recovering from the demon attacks, and the heat outside was driving people to eat elsewhere they could find a seat with The Golden Spoon having broken seats and not a lot of places to sit.
"If you have another day you want to trade, I'll take it. I really want to go to this con, Willow!" Emily pleaded, hoping her desperation would sway her friend.