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| #Post#: 3177-------------------------------------------------- | |
| All in a Days Work | |
| By: {Grillby} Date: December 7, 2017, 7:23 pm | |
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| [sub]In Character Date & Time: 16th November UUY 1, | |
| approximately 12 PM | |
| Set alongside Come On In, The Coffee's Hot! | |
| http://undergroundunlimited.createaforum.com/snowdin/come-on-in-the-coffee's-ho… | |
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| Grillby still had the thought of the other place just a bit away | |
| from his own establishment. Espresso Yourself. The name was a | |
| fantastic play on words and quite frankly it was quite clever. | |
| He shed himself of his coat and placed it on the rack right | |
| outside the back door. He wiped his feet on the little mat just | |
| in front of the door before walking into the warm establishment. | |
| The place was naturally warm thanks to the AC but when Grillby | |
| came in...it heated up quite a bit. In his eyes it was a | |
| comfortable amount, and most of his customers seemed to stay for | |
| quite a while when they did come to stop in. It must've been | |
| comfortable. | |
| The flaming man turned the sign around at the window showing a | |
| neon sigh that lit up saying 'OPEN' as soon as the switch was | |
| flipped. He had only been behind the counter polishing glasses | |
| for ten minutes before customers began coming in. He waved to | |
| those who said hello and nodded to the shyer more quiet folk | |
| that didn't. He didn't consider them rude because he knew how | |
| they were and it didn't bother him one bit. Everyone was | |
| welcome. Grillby himself didn't talk much unless very excited | |
| and those kinds of instances were rare. He mostly nodded and | |
| listened and it didn't seem to bother his patrons when he didn't | |
| talk either. Today his other workers were off so it would just | |
| be him today. He began taking orders when requested | |
| immediately, turning on the stoves and letting the beverage | |
| machine turn on. He only offered special sodas for those who | |
| didn't like drinking anything alcoholic and his special sodas | |
| contained about as much syrup as a dog contained rust...which | |
| was to say not much at all. He liked unhealthy things to be as | |
| healthy as possible and he never told his patrons but | |
| fortunately for him they liked them. | |
| #Post#: 3458-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: HarleyPunQueen Date: January 15, 2018, 5:08 am | |
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| Linny was walking on her way through the woods, sighing softly | |
| and watching a breath of fog dissipate into the air. She | |
| continued to trek over twigs and branches that had fallen from | |
| the weight of the snow, until she made it to the path that led | |
| to the sentry stand. "Well... Off to Grillby's." She said to | |
| herself, smiling excitedly as she thought about the signature | |
| burgers that the flame elemental crafted with ease. | |
| She followed the beaten, snow-covered path and soon found | |
| herself walking past the "Welcome to Snowdin" sign. She paused, | |
| looking at the scenery around her, smiling as she noticed a new | |
| business. "Espresso Yourself, eh? That's awesome!" She | |
| exclaimed, again, to herself, before she eagerly walked into | |
| Grillby's establishment and sat herself in her normal seat at | |
| the bar. "Heya, Grillby! How's it going?" She asked the monster | |
| behind the bar as she took her fur-lined hood off of her head, | |
| revealing her head of light blue hair that seemed to be formed | |
| with magic. | |
| #Post#: 3479-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: {Grillby} Date: January 16, 2018, 10:15 pm | |
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| Grillby was subconsciously cleaning the bar counter as he | |
| drifted off into his thoughts. He was snapped out of his little | |
| daze as the front entrance to his establishment came open, the | |
| bell jingling to further inform him of the new arrival. As they | |
| situated themselves and called out to him he gave a mighty grin. | |
| "Why hello there Linny. I haven't seen your face in ages. I hope | |
| you've been well," he said with a warm tone. A very nice | |
| conversation starter if he ever knew one. Swiftly the cloth in | |
| his hand vanished now replaced with a spray bottle. The man of | |
| fire turned his back to the counter and to the wood of the | |
| backer's rack. | |
| All of the glasses had already been moved to the shelf under the | |
| counter just for this cleaning session. It was always good to | |
| plan ahead. Carefully spraying certain sections in order not to | |
| overuse and abuse the product, Grillby made sure his finger | |
| lightly tapped the trigger after each spray. Once satisfied with | |
| the oiled concotion he began wiping it down with a sponge used | |
| specifically for cleaning and shining wood. After a minute or so | |
| he was then drying the wood and replacing the glasses back where | |
| they belonged. | |
| "Perfect," the man muttered to himself. After doing a complete | |
| 360 Grillby looked to Linny. "Can I get you anything?" | |
| #Post#: 3482-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: HarleyPunQueen Date: January 17, 2018, 12:43 am | |
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| Linny grinned as she politely waved at a few of the other | |
| patrons who had said their "hello's" before she intently averted | |
| her attention back to the flame elemental. "Eh... I've been as | |
| good as I could be, living in the middle of the woods. | |
| Thankfully it's not a long distance to a quality restaurant." | |
| She said as she emphasized her compliment with a playful wink. | |
| She smiled as she glanced at the alcohol menu and scanned for | |
| options. | |
| She found her choice, smiling softly before she inhaled, | |
| smelling the woodsy, smoky scent that permeated the bar. "Sure, | |
| Grillby.. I'll have the signature burger and... Uhh... Surprise | |
| me with anything, drink-wise.." She said with a lazy smile, | |
| knowing that he had monster alcohols that could knock someone | |
| out for up to 3 days. She had confidence that he wouldn't serve | |
| whatever that drink was to her, mostly because of his | |
| gentlemanly demeanor. She was practically vibrating with | |
| excitement and hunger, her bones softly rattling together, | |
| making an aesthetically pleasing noise that could make anyone | |
| fall asleep. | |
| Her eyelights quickly darted from booth to table to booth, | |
| observing the customers silently and subtly before she sneakily | |
| wiped a finger over the freshly cleaned bar surface and rubbing | |
| it on the inside of her hood. She knew it was odd, but she knew | |
| this was the only place in Snowdin that produced the glorious | |
| woody aroma that she favored, allowing her to calm down and | |
| relax in. So she wasn't bothered by the possibility of someone | |
| calling her out for being weird because, quite frankly, she | |
| already knew she was. | |
| #Post#: 3499-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: HarleyPunQueen Date: January 19, 2018, 11:40 pm | |
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| Linny groaned inwardly as she felt her phone vibrate one more | |
| time with a ringtone following suite. "WHAT DO YOU WANT- oh.. | |
| Sorry bout that... Yeah, I'm heading over.." Linny almost cried | |
| as she started grabbing her belongings and placed her hand on | |
| the bar longingly, hesitant to leave. "Yo, Grillby! I'm heading | |
| out, there's a family emergency.." She said to the elemental, | |
| knowing that even though it was just a friend, they were all the | |
| family she had left. She left a pile of 75G on the bar surface | |
| with a smiley face drawn on a napkin next to it. She was already | |
| gone and heading farther into town. | |
| #Post#: 3502-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: {Grillby} Date: January 20, 2018, 5:38 pm | |
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| Grillby offered a warm smile with a nod of his flaming head. | |
| "You've got it." The man headed into the back to warm up those | |
| fryers. He made sure the settings were on low so he could move | |
| away and head back to the front of the bar. Making drinks and | |
| food came naturally with all the years of training he had under | |
| him. It only took about 5 minutes for everything to come | |
| together but before he could put the plate down Linny's phone | |
| had vibrated and with it she looked to be a bit panicked. | |
| Suddenly she was leaving money for food she hadn't even touched | |
| and running out the door. Grillby stared down at the plate. | |
| ". . . ." He could not accept this money, so instead he placed | |
| it in a glass jar and locked it in one of the bottom drawers so | |
| it could at some point, safely be returned to her. Now what to | |
| do with the food.... He wasn't particularly hungry and he | |
| couldn't let it go to waste. | |
| "This meal is on the house for anyone who wants it." | |
| #Post#: 4088-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: {Grillby} Date: May 27, 2018, 10:44 am | |
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| Some time had passed and soon the bar was relatively empty. Not | |
| that Grillby minded any but the fact that no one had wanted the | |
| free meal both puzzled and surprised him. He never had any lack | |
| of faith towards his patrons but they all wanted to pay for | |
| their own meals. Was it a means of independence or something | |
| else he just wasn't sure but it was heart-warming. After | |
| polishing the wood, and re-cleaning all of the glasses Grillby | |
| began to clean up the kitchen, wiping down the stove, cleaning | |
| the frying pans and such. Anything to keep his establishment | |
| clean and welcoming. | |
| Finally h had done everything but take the free food out of the | |
| warmer. It seemed he would have to throw it away after all. | |
| There was no way anyone would want reheated food from the day | |
| before. Grillby wasn't even comfortable preparing something like | |
| that for someone. He liked to give his patrons fresh meals and | |
| this one here...wasn't going to be fresh tomorrow. Before | |
| taking it out he walked around the bar counter to go and turn | |
| the OPEN sign. It was time to close up soon anyway. | |
| #Post#: 4089-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: Geneva Bee Date: May 27, 2018, 11:19 am | |
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| Geneva watched from only a few feet away as the Grillbar owner | |
| walked towards the window to turn the sign so she stopped | |
| walking. It was too late after all...but maybe she could still | |
| get something. "I don't want to be a nuisance...but I've always | |
| wanted to eat here." She pressed gently against the door until | |
| it opened, a bell chiming above her head as it came open full | |
| swing. "P-Please pardon the intrusion. I know you're closing but | |
| I was wondering if I could just by one little thing real quick. | |
| I'm sorry but I don't have anything left in my home...." The | |
| siren muttered as she played with her fingers, avoiding the fire | |
| man's gaze all together. This was beyond embarrassing especially | |
| for a hermit like herself. Usually she was always prepared but | |
| some things just didn't fall into place like she had wanted them | |
| to. | |
| "I understand if I can't I was just wondering." | |
| #Post#: 4169-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: All in a Days Work | |
| By: HarleyPunQueen Date: July 23, 2018, 12:29 am | |
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| An old voice she hadn't heard since her father had worked in the | |
| core had been hissing into her ear through the phone, spouting | |
| out nasty words about her father's past and the actual monster | |
| he was. "You know what, I'm ending this here, Gatsby. You can go | |
| and eat a hotcat.". She was completely ticked off that her dad's | |
| closest friend would confront her through the phone like that. | |
| She sighed, hanging up after blocking his number from being able | |
| to contact her, hoping it would hold him off for a while. She | |
| hadn't gone far, so she turned around and walked back to | |
| Grillby's. She opened the door and smelled the woodsy scent | |
| again. It was empty besides one other face, someone new that she | |
| hadn't met before. "Hey, uh.. Sorry about that Grillby.. It was | |
| a false alarm. I didn't mess anything up, did I? I probably | |
| did... Ughh... I'll make it up Grillby." She said with a | |
| stressed look upon her face, her light teal locks curling softly | |
| against her beanie. She felt heat in her eyesockets, trying to | |
| suck the tears back in so she wouldn't seem like she was trying | |
| to get pity. | |
| She waited as she watched Grillby preparing to close up, hoping | |
| that she didn't make him waste an order of food. She would feel | |
| horrible if she had, a heavy feeling filling her stomach, the | |
| gross, fluttery feeling of guilt approaching. She sat down on | |
| her usual bar stool, placing her skeletal phalanges against her | |
| temples and forehead, letting out a breath of stale air. | |
| Thankfully, Grillby was a monster she felt comfortable around, | |
| despite her inactivity in the small town. | |
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