Dahlia Martin is not in touch with reality. (heretoscream) wrote in motelca,
Dahlia | Alex
[She frowns a little, confused at first, but then she nods and takes his hand in hers as she gets to her feet. She knew the feeling of fearing people finding out things that were better left in the shadows, behind closed doors.
She keeps her fingers laced with his as she walks with him. Somehow it makes the ringing quieter. She wanders through the open space in the lobby with him, passing the front desk and going down a hall that eventually lead them to a big, spacious room with wide, open spaces. The room was empty, and she smiles as she lets go of his hand and wanders into the center of the room, arms spread out as she spins in a few slow circles.]
It's a ballroom! [She says happily and smiles brightly. But as she comes to a stop, facing Alex once again, she sobers, her smile fades a little, and she walks back toward him. They had more important things to discuss.
She threads her fingers through his, both hands in her own.]