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Who: Christine and OTA
Where: The Theatre
When: Early December 15
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
It was early in the morning, Christine wasn't sure exactly what time, all she knew was that most if not all guests of the hotel would be sleeping. She'd tried and had been unable to sleep for more than an hour at a time. Slowly she climbed from her bed, slipping her feet into a pair of slipper's as she pulled her robe around herself. Walking carefully and quietly to be sure she didn't wake anyone she made her way to the theatre. Pushing open the door she made her way in and to the stage. Climbing the stairs she walked to where she'd been comfortable, the centre. She closed her eyes and slowly started singing. She was hoping to hear her Angel of Music in the shadows again. She hadn't seen him in a bit, and wondered if he was still around. She missed him. Missed the closeness they shared.
Where: The Theatre
When: Early December 15
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
It was early in the morning, Christine wasn't sure exactly what time, all she knew was that most if not all guests of the hotel would be sleeping. She'd tried and had been unable to sleep for more than an hour at a time. Slowly she climbed from her bed, slipping her feet into a pair of slipper's as she pulled her robe around herself. Walking carefully and quietly to be sure she didn't wake anyone she made her way to the theatre. Pushing open the door she made her way in and to the stage. Climbing the stairs she walked to where she'd been comfortable, the centre. She closed her eyes and slowly started singing. She was hoping to hear her Angel of Music in the shadows again. She hadn't seen him in a bit, and wondered if he was still around. She missed him. Missed the closeness they shared.
