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milliways_bar2019-10-31 07:26 pm
lazy_but_loyal) wrote in milliways_bar2019-10-31 07:26 pm
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What a coincidence that it's also Halloween back home.
Fangtasia would be decked out to the rafters in Halloween paraphernalia on top of their year-round kitschy gothic vampire vibe, but the humans can't get enough of it. Throw in Halloween-themed cocktails and they're making money hand over fist.
Pam usually lets Ginger and the staff handle that stuff. She can't be bothered. But it is the biggest night of the year for them, so hopefully even without the shitty PR that vampires are getting lately, it won't be a wash-out.
That was all taken care of before Pam left. Honestly, it's a nice break, staying in Milliways for a while. Not having to deal with any of that bullsh---
"Oh, no you did not."
Pam, standing at the bar, looks down at herself. She's clad in a long black dress with a slit up the thigh and a plunging neckline as deep as the Grand Canyon. Carefully, she reaches up to touch her head, because her hair feels oddly strange...and big.
She is now Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.
"Eh. Could be worse."
Fangtasia would be decked out to the rafters in Halloween paraphernalia on top of their year-round kitschy gothic vampire vibe, but the humans can't get enough of it. Throw in Halloween-themed cocktails and they're making money hand over fist.
Pam usually lets Ginger and the staff handle that stuff. She can't be bothered. But it is the biggest night of the year for them, so hopefully even without the shitty PR that vampires are getting lately, it won't be a wash-out.
That was all taken care of before Pam left. Honestly, it's a nice break, staying in Milliways for a while. Not having to deal with any of that bullsh---
"Oh, no you did not."
Pam, standing at the bar, looks down at herself. She's clad in a long black dress with a slit up the thigh and a plunging neckline as deep as the Grand Canyon. Carefully, she reaches up to touch her head, because her hair feels oddly strange...and big.
She is now Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.
"Eh. Could be worse."