Dahlia Martin is not in touch with reality. (heretoscream) wrote in motelca,
Dahlia had noticed her second favorite person in the hotel missing when she couldn't get him on his communicator Sunday. She had marched down to his room, but no answer. She searched the hotel, but to no avail. She tried not to worry, but some part of her did anyway.
She went through the same cycle the next day, and got no further in her search that morning. However, when she eventually makes her way downstairs for lunch, she comes to a full stop in the lobby. She stands, several feet away, still and wide-eyed as she takes in his dirty, disheveled appearance.
Then she marches right over to him and stops right in front of his chair, staring down at him, the concern etched across her face, "What happened?"