Rooms

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The hotel never fails to disappoint, does it?

[Locked to Trystan C]

Come over?

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I woke up and my baby had turned two....I thought she got to one a little fast, two turned up even faster.

She's going to be taller than me way too soon.

Not that it's hard to do, but she's a big girl.

Joyeux anniversaire, ma petite bijou.



( Daisy Doodle Turns Two )

Mouldering.

I can't say that's a word heard very often.

[The hotel wasn't much to look at; water-stained ceilings, walls gone yellow from years of smokers, and carpeting that had seen better days, worn down to just threads in places. But he hadn't picked the place for the atmosphere. No, he picked it because he could pay in cash and they didn't ask questions.

Night had set some hours ago, the hallway dark as he made his way back to his room on the second floor. Shoulders were hunched up to his ears, defensive, dark hair curling around his ears and several weeks of bear growth making him nearly indistinguishable from his time in the Marvel door. This was a big change from polished marble, stainless steel, and black leather, but truth be told, he didn't miss it. The dirt and the grime, this was where a person like him belonged.

Liam shoved a hand in his pocket to find the key to his room, fumbling through gum wrappers and the myriad of things that seemed to accumulate when you didn't carry a backpack to shove things in. He was distracted, a bad place to be in in a city like this.]

[Public]

HEY YOU!

Yeah. You.

You totally want some Chinese food. You also want to tip the delivery girl VERY WELL.* Lobby delivery available until 4am. You probably shouldn't get anything with broccoli in it. You really don't want to know why, but this is LIFE. SAVING. INFO. For real. BELIEVE THAT!

Mention #RIPPerrito and get 61.9% off - TOO SOON! half off. You have to say 'Hashtag' or 'Pound Sign'. He would have appreciated it. And then spit beer in your face.

* - This is NOT hypnosis. She** needs rent money.
** - She =/= Me.***
*** - Maybe?


[Ezra B]

Why in the fucking fuckity fuckfuck omgggggg is DELIRIOUS emailing me about you not replying to him?!

[Anon.]

That moment when you realize you are either too old or they are too young.

Next time, I shall ignore such invitations and simply stay home.

The company was enjoyable, but I do not enjoy being whispered about.

It may only be 63 degrees, but I don't care. Sun's out. Guns out.

[Locked to Trystan C and Sam A, individually.]

[After this.]

[Ugh, he doesn't want to do this, but it's not like Liam.] Have you heard from Liam?

[Public]

I was wondering if there were any [...] therapists or psychologists or anything like that here that would be willing to take on a new patient.

Anyone know a good place in Gotham to adopt an animal? I'm thinking a dog. I miss the ones I got with Ben I used to live with and could use the company.

Ever hope that you'll fall asleep and find a sweet dream to never wake up from?

[Locked to Trystan C]

What right did you have to say anything?

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