[ by this point Alex is use to Gaby’s scrolling message, it took her an embarrassingly long time to clue in that this was the heralding of a new wave, but technology wasn’t really her thing to begin with.
white scrubs
Where had she heard that before? It would be highly inconspicuous to try and get them to the safe house without drawing attention. But the small mason jars filled with delicious (and real) looking food sparks an idea. She quickly buys a few and cradles them in her arms.
She has a plan. When she stumbles on a new displaced she'll hand them over and explain they are now undercover sales people.
After all, don’t chefs wear white? It might be a solid enough cover, she hopes. ]
↳ EVERYTHING IS PHALLIC
[ Well, that certainly is a penis. Alex is watching the parade go by while eating some sort of grilled food on a stick and really wishing she had bought something different . Her expression is… not impressed and chewing rather mechanically. Not exactly what she wanted to see during this stressful but also exciting time (because this is her day off and that counts for something.) ]
Really? There’s children here.
[ a slip in her usual mild manner. Maybe Alex has more underlaying sour thoughts than she usually lets on. Especially since yet another person offers her one of those popsicles. It’s going to be a long day. ]
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[ by this point Alex is use to Gaby’s scrolling message, it took her an embarrassingly long time to clue in that this was the heralding of a new wave, but technology wasn’t really her thing to begin with.
white scrubs
Where had she heard that before? It would be highly inconspicuous to try and get them to the safe house without drawing attention. But the small mason jars filled with delicious (and real) looking food sparks an idea. She quickly buys a few and cradles them in her arms.
She has a plan. When she stumbles on a new displaced she'll hand them over and explain they are now undercover sales people.
After all, don’t chefs wear white? It might be a solid enough cover, she hopes. ]
↳ EVERYTHING IS PHALLIC
[ Well, that certainly is a penis. Alex is watching the parade go by while eating some sort of grilled food on a stick and really wishing she had bought something different . Her expression is… not impressed and chewing rather mechanically. Not exactly what she wanted to see during this stressful but also exciting time (because this is her day off and that counts for something.) ]
Really? There’s children here.
[ a slip in her usual mild manner. Maybe Alex has more underlaying sour thoughts than she usually lets on. Especially since yet another person offers her one of those popsicles. It’s going to be a long day. ]