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[oom] Room 6620
Nov. 4th, 2010 01:55 pm[[ after this & this ]]
God, not again.
She was only getting up to use the loo in the middle of the night. She'd just left this place a few hours ago, after it swept her away and stuck her in that ludicrous costume for Halloween. She hadn't intended to come back any time soon. (The bullet's out, for Christ's sake. She just wanted to go home.)
But no, she found herself standing in the bar, in her pyjamas and robe, feet covered in thick woollen socks. She didn't even bother taking a seat. Just reached her pocket and found the key to the room 6620. (She never set it down anymore. It'd become some strange sort of talisman for her.)
Loo. Kip. And then she'd try again, Bar's reasons for kidnapping her be damned.
So that's where he found her, sprawled on the bed in his room again. Dark blue silk pyjamas. Hair messed. Makeup removed. Dead to the world (ha bloody ha).
God, not again.
She was only getting up to use the loo in the middle of the night. She'd just left this place a few hours ago, after it swept her away and stuck her in that ludicrous costume for Halloween. She hadn't intended to come back any time soon. (The bullet's out, for Christ's sake. She just wanted to go home.)
But no, she found herself standing in the bar, in her pyjamas and robe, feet covered in thick woollen socks. She didn't even bother taking a seat. Just reached her pocket and found the key to the room 6620. (She never set it down anymore. It'd become some strange sort of talisman for her.)
Loo. Kip. And then she'd try again, Bar's reasons for kidnapping her be damned.
So that's where he found her, sprawled on the bed in his room again. Dark blue silk pyjamas. Hair messed. Makeup removed. Dead to the world (ha bloody ha).
