peace offering?
When: Late morning
Where: The Phoenix hotel
Bunny was a girl with a plan. And she was being good, considering part of that plan involved Psalm.
Bunny had been utterly infatuated with Psalm ever since the day she accidentally took his picture a year ago and found that other things showed up whenever he was in the frame. Orbs, mostly, or specs of light or smears, but sometimes she could see the shapes of people. Ever since, she'd tried to take his picture as often as possible. She'd even snuck in a few yesterday, at Charlotte Angel's party, but she didn't think he knew that.
Today, as she approached the Phoenix hotel and let herself in, she was being good, and her camera was staying firmly in her bag. Even if her fingers were itching to drag it back out. She wasn't really sure what Psalm did here, but she knew from snooping that he worked here, and that he was working today. She'd figure it out.