#ch:wt

[chloevara]

@wyatt-thompson​

Chloe held up two different room sketches, and passed them over. “There were some, ah, very minor hiccups at your last event that I was hoping to knock out. Mostly related to flow. Like... where people are going to be at any given time. Apparently, I seriously misjudged which areas were going to get the most flow. I don’t know if anyone else noticed, but I did. Did you notice? That’s why I have these sketches.” She tilted her head to the side. “Are they clear? I probably should have labeled them better. I’m so sorry.” 

[ohnoitsjoanna]

@wyatt-thompson​

“I catfished some creepy guy in Australia a year ago and persuaded him to give me his Netflix password. Ghosted him a while ago, but the password still works. What sort of stuff should I put in his queue to make him think that Netflix is haunted?” Joanna asked, pulling up a screenshot of the guy’s dating site profile. She wasn’t interested in any of the weirdos that she talked to on those sites, but making their lives more puzzling was definitely a hobby. “Or we could just watch normal Netflix. I’m not fussed.”

[torimetaxas]

wyatt-thompson​:

Wyatt was blissfully unaware that the woman before her didn’t have much of a clue as to the proceedings of the shop, but she definitely liked her energy. The woman’s hand was a bit moist, but Wyatt smiled and wiped her hand on her skirt when she wasn’t looking. For the most part, she was hoping it could have just been sweat or water, but one could never be sure about these things. “The years really just breezed by me,” she said with a laugh as she threw her hair over her shoulder. “But yeah, I’ve definitely been here a while. I’m still not used to some of the culture or how quiet it is here–event-wise, of course. Not scary monsters and kidnapping news–we definitely don’t have a lack of that,” she said, her eyes bugging for a moment when she mentioned the monsters. “Oh! I was planning to dry these myself for a few art pieces. Don’t worry, I’m rather chatty. I think you should be more worried I’d talk your ear off. Have you been working here long?”

“Yeah. Definitely a few too many monsters here. I miss when it was an island paradise, safe from the rest of the world.” She missed her mom badly, but was a little relieved that that the woman had not needed to live through Icaria at its most dangerous. The escalation of the kidnappings were just a little too much. And the part where all of these strange siblings of hers had showed up. Being an adult sort of sucked sometimes. The threat of having Wyatt talk to her for too long sounded wholly stressful. All Tori kept wondering was why Wyatt didn’t get sent off halfway across the world too- why didn’t most of the others? “Uh, no. New hire. I’m still in training. Art pieces, though. Very cool. I’m told it can be difficult to get me to shut up too, honestly.” Tori had literally no idea what she was doing with the flowers, and fervently hoped that Ezra didn’t walk in to find her making stuff up.