Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
"Dammit," Micah cursed, giving the door one last bang and then turning toward 703, doing the same once he got to that door. "No, I only steal purses from the ones I want to sleep with," he said, a tone of sarcasm in the words. "Shit." Well, at least Iris could be with Eliot or Joanie, both of those thoughts were reassuring, and he clung to them tightly. Eliot would be the better option, of course, but Joanie was strong for a woman; Iris would be safe around her.
Another turn toward the stairs, and he stopped at the eighth floor next, heading for 802.