Who: Gally and Josie Saltzman What: Just kind of hanging out When: Thursday night Where: Their room Warnings: TBA Status: Closed/On-going
Gally was not loving this whole nightmare. His room was creepy as hell, the rest of the motel was just as creepy, and worst of all? He wasn't rooming with Kendal. He did at least know one of his roommates, though, so at least that situation wasn't as terrible as it could be. And it was Clint, which was a fact he was actually pretty cool with.
He'd probably be cool with Josie, too, he just didn't know her -- and since he wasn't exactly great with people? They'd gotten through a good couple days without saying more than a handful of words to each other. Oh, not like he was rude or anything, they just hadn't talked much. But at least he was visibly awkward, which meant that hopefully she could tell he wasn't trying to be rude.
He hadn't been sleeping well, which meant he was restless and staring at the ceiling. He gave it a couple hours of futile attempts at sleep before getting out of the bed he'd been sharing with Clint -- they'd given Josie the other bed because it seemed only fair -- and shuffled aside to find his shoes... only to stumble over something.
Hopefully he hadn't actually woken anybody up. He'd actually feel bad about that.