#fridaynightmusic

[kroghsrestaurantandbrewpub]

Come on in tonight and welcome Joe K back to the pub floor! This singer-songwriter is coming from New York’s Hudson Valley to be here and he starts at 6:30 pm! With an eclectic mix of folk, pop and Indie, you’re bound to hear something sweet to take you into your weekend! 🎶 @joekguitars #kroghs #kroghbar #brewpub #brewpubnj #pubmusic #livemusic #fridaynightmusic #acoustic #solo #guitars #weekendstartsnow #supportmusicians #supportmusic #lakemohawk #lakemohawknj #spartanj (at Krogh's Restaurant & Brew Pub) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoNU2a2O_kF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sadiechen]

Who: Sylvia Bello-Kim (@fridaynightmuses)

Where: Caffélicious

Sadie took a sip of her iced latte, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she leaned in across the table, suddenly nostalgic. “Okay, so remember that ridiculous phase I went through when I was seven? The mermaid thing." Sadie had been so obsessed. She ad just watched The Little Mermaid for the first time and had been hooked. “I swear, every morning I’d show up in the kitchen, completely serious, demanding you braid it just right, like I was about to embark on an epic sea adventure." Sylvia, being the world’s most patient older sister, braided Sadie's hair practically every day as if it was their sacred ritual they couldn't break. "You’re honestly a saint for putting up with that!”

[frankblackwood]

Frank settled into his regular spot on the sidelines, the sun shining brightly on the cool crisp afternoon. Today was the last game of the season for the local club team, and the energy was electric. With Celeste taking Dean to his football practice, he was left in charge of bringing the snacks she prepared.

Spotting Emir, Frank waved him over to join to watch the girls bring their season to a nice finish. Per usual, it didn't take too long for Keith, the 'star' soccer player's father to start barking at the referee. Frank couldn’t help but watch with glee, trying to stifle a laugh. “Does he think this is gonna get his kid on the travel team next year?” Frank said, shaking his head. “You'd think he knows by now that word spreads around her like wildfire.” (@fridaynightmuses)

[oculiaperticlausi]

closed — @fridaynightmuses

"And that's why I don't officially date people."

[kirbyprice]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @fridaynightmuses

"What do you think of this flyer? Would you sign up your kid for lessons?"

[gilmorepiper]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @fridaynightmuses

"Alright, so the damage is mostly esthetic. I'll need to order some parts, so I can just call you when those come in and you can bring your car in then. Can I ask what happened?"

[hawkinsromy]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @fridaynightmuses

"This dress is gorgeous, but I don't think I'll ever get to wear it around here. It's not exactly New York in terms of events."

[ortegaesme]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @fridaynightmuses

"Before you even think of saying it... there's no such thing as too much syrup."

[riveraky]

CLOSED FOR @fridaynightmuses

"Someone left a Google review for Trinity saying I lack the charm needed to bartend. I bet it was that guy who asked for my number. Why can't people handle rejection?"

[safaksoy]

Her painful effort at a grin turned a little more genuine as he mentioned his robust schedule as of late. "Emira's a lucky gal to have you as her father. How is she, by the way? What's she been up to?" Before Nilay, Hattie and Rhia entered her life, there was Emira. Of course, Emira was also the reason Safiye had been so fearful of children—because of her proximity to her father. Emir was the first of all her friends to bring a child into the fold and Safiye would be lying if she said she had been comfortable around Emira her entire life. It was difficult for her to conceptualize how to act around an infant, then a toddler, then just a kid. It probably wasn't until she had a real grasp on sentence structure that Safiye felt like she could be totally comfortable around her. But then, in filling the shoes as Hattie and Rhia's aunt, she had experienced a change of heart—the first time she really saw the children of others in a different light.

"I'm sorry I haven't been around," she shrugged, gently tapping Emir's arm which had been outstretched toward her. Casting her eyes down again, she felt stuck as she simmered through her emotions quietly. Safiye had been distant, which was quite unlike herself with the people she was closest with. "I–I.." The better face she pushed herself to put on may have been a mask but in front of one of her oldest friends, she could not resist the urge to ventilate her very frustrations. "He kind of did that from the get—coming and going all the time. Not letting me know where he was at with things...actually, didn't even tell me when he moved into town the first time.." There was certainly some spite she had against the man named James Bennett—like there was zero possibility ever again in the future for her to put trust in him again.

𝐅𝐎𝐑: @fridaynightmuses · · · Emir

Emir drew his attention back to the brunette, his expression changing just a tad bit to concerned about the other. Safiye was someone that he held very near to his heart therefore he hated when anyone or anything made her upset. "I'm sorry to hear that, hayatım." he said, gently placing his hand on the side of her arm. Dating seemed to only get more complicated these days. People preferred to stay in limbo than settle into a relationship. He often wondered what was the point and whether it was worth to waste one's time like that? "Not much, working a lot. Between business and fatherly duties, I have my hands full." he responded. As his daughter got older, he dedicated himself more to raising her and his family business. He tried to make relationships work before, but that in itself was difficult. His family was traditional and played a big part in his relationships. While he was starting to get more serious and intentional, others seemed to want to play games. It had been years since he was interested in playing games. It was not an example that he wanted to set for his tween daughter.

"Are you okay, though? I'm here if you wanna talk, or get day drunk. Whichever works for you." the man said, offering a small smile. Life was a lot simpler when they were younger and had little care of the world. The endless nights they spent running wild in the Hamptons. Things were completely different then. They were completely different then.

[blueharborhq]

During the Phantom Manor Halloween Rave, the annual costume contest results were announced at midnight! Three frightfully fun prizes were to be awarded in first, second, and third place! Everyone who entered the contest had amazing costumes, and we want to congratulate all who participated in their enthusiasm and creativity, and thank them for their participation!

Third Place — Emir Yilmaz as Dr. Dementus. Congratulations Emir, on your interesting and visionary take on a character from the Mad Max universe! For your efforts, you have won a spookily adorable Halloween Treat Hamper! — @fridaynightmuses

Second Place — Leopold Fowler as The Goblin King. Congratulations Leopold, on your stylish, creative take on an iconic character! For your efforts, you have won a $50 drinks voucher at Aurora to be used anytime by the 31st December 2024! — @eclvpses

First Place — Alec Flynn, Clementine Wood, Harmony "Shambles" Jeong as F***, Marry, Kill. Congratulations Alec, Clementine and Shambles, on your imaginative and inventive group costume! For your efforts, you have won a $100 drinks voucher at Aurora, as well as one night of VIP Luxuries to be used at the club anytime by the 31st December 2024! — @alecflynn, @clementinebriar, @xxshambles

[kroghsrestaurantandbrewpub]

Tonight we have Nick Rifken in the pub from 7:30-10:30 pm! This seasoned and well-traveled musician has been all over the United States to Brazil and back again! Nick’s hybrid sound spills from these journeys into his solo career while digging into some deeply personal emotional moments. Nick has performed in such iconic NYC venues as The Bowery Electric, Rockwood Music Hall, Berlin and Pianos, but tonight he is here with us at Krogh's and we hope you can join us for this free show! 🎶 @nickrifken #kroghs #kroghbar #brewpub #brewpubnj #pubmusic #livemusic #fridaynightmusic #acoustic #solo #weekendstartsnow #supportmusicians #supportmusic #lakemohawk #lakemohawknj #spartanj (at Krogh's Restaurant & Brew Pub) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn7f7hrPJ7H/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[jiakim]

HALLOWEEN 2024 — DEATH BECOMES HER

one half of the costume, jia is dressed as madeline ashton from death becomes her. her wife, @fridaynightmuses, completes the picture.

[frankblackwood]

Frank took a moment to himself at his wife’s dinner party, stepping into the living room to catch his breath. Celeste loved hosting gatherings at their home. Her bubbly and sociable nature made them a great balance for one another. Unfortunately, Frank couldn't use the excuse of their twins to excuse himself from the event since Celeste had dropped them off at a friend's house for the weekend. Thankfully, as he entered the room, he spotted Sylvia. "Ah, Sylv! To be grace by you presence. What an honor. How's it going?" (@fridaynightmuses)

[oculiaperticlausi]

closed — @fridaynightmuses

"What was that? I couldn't hear you."

[ziamo-xo]

z. who: ziana & @fridaynightmuses z. where: The Silk Road

To say it had been a long time since she had seen Emir was an understatement, not being able to come into Blue Harbor as often as she used to due to her father's overbearing weight had caused a small break in their conversations. Since being back in Blue Harbor though, Ziana had done her best in catching up with those she's known almost her whole life and making plans to be able to spend quality time with them—Emir having first priority among them.

Sending out the offer of dinner in a neighboring restaurant, she was delighted to hear he'd accepted, having sent the invite to his place of work. Ziana was unsure if he still had the same number that was saved in her phnoe or not, and didn't want to send a random person some text inviting them and end up in a awkward blind date situation when she was hoping for a friendly dinner. It was also really good that he had accepted seeing as she had already booked a reservation for the two.

Arriving a little earlier than the invite had said, she chose to go and be seated to wait for him—ordering the house wine as she did so, so that when he got there the waiter would have it left on the table. Pulling her phone out of her purse Ziana looked through her notifications, deleting the twelve missed calls from her father but choosing to respond to the text her mother had sent her. Movement in front of her table caused her eyes to look up from her phone as a wide smile grew on her features. "Look what the cat dragged in," standing she moved to embrace him.