WHO: Elle, open to anyone and everyone WHAT: Frustrated that she's living in a hotel WHERE: Hotel lobby/bar restaurant WHEN: Thursday night RATED: PG for now.
Elle was very close to having a full blown mental breakdown. Working with demons for a lawyer agency that seemed to be in a deal with the devil while Los Angeles itself seemed to fuel hell itself. Her apartment was burned down, her shoes and clothes were virtually all gone, and she hadn't heard a peep from Vivianne, Emmett, or even Warner.
There she sat at the bar almost hiccuping, in a distant daze. Her hair wasn't perfect as it had been since the day she arrived, and even more ghastly was the fact she was wearing sandals that didn't match her outfit.