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Carlos Ramirez ([personal profile] st_illavirgin) wrote in [community profile] strangetrip2018-07-14 05:35 pm

[GP] Food for the soul

Carlos hated being back at the hotel. He had begun by trying to access the Nevernever but that had totally failed, then caught up with Buffy to go and visit both London and Edinburgh, for varying reasons, and the rest of the time he had headed to Spain - he may have been well travelled, but rarely got time to be a tourist - but his time relaxing and finding out about Spain had been unceremoniously cut short when he woke up and found himself back at the hotel. For a few moments he lay there, utterly fed up, and just feeling incredibly homesick.

That only lasted a few minutes; after that he was a man on a mission.

He hunted out Caroline, and had a long chat with her. Plans were set. Time to cook up a storm. They'd missed 4th July, this could serve as a belated celebration, as well as a 'things ain't all bad here' event. Posters went up throughout the hotel, giving notice of a cook out. Everyone was encouraged to attend. What could be bad about this?

Grills were set up outside to cook up as much meat as they could hold; non-meat options were there as well for variety; salads prepared... a vast array of food to try and cheer up anyone who needed it. Carlos took his place at the grills, brandishing tools, turning the meat over just at the right point.

All that was needed now was people to attend.

[ooc: Use as a general gathering post - if you want Carlos specifically, tag him in the subject line]
st_artingpoint: (smiling)

Re: Jane and Dean

[personal profile] st_artingpoint 2018-07-25 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
She turned her head and nipped at his very sexy lower lip. "I think this is going to be a win/win. Your room since it's closer?" Jane stepped back and bent down to pick up the bocce set, then placed the bag on her shoulder.
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Re: Jane and Dean

[personal profile] st_illfighting 2018-07-26 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I like the way you think." Dean agreed and slipped his arm around her waist before walking toward the inn.