Who: Molly & Walter. What: Thread of pre-terror, yes please! When: Now! Where: Outside the Hyperion. Rating: TBD!
Molly knew she needed to go shopping; she just didn’t know who to ask, or if it would be rude or not? She’s been here for a while and still wore her school girl uniform. (Of course she did her own laundry and bathed regularly, hygiene wasn’t the issue!) However, still being fairly new to the very, very different Los Angeles than that of her native home town, Molly didn’t have the “don’t leave the hotel” talk—yet.
No one was watching her and what harm could a little stroll, still very near the Hyperion Hotel, really do? It was sunset and whilst sitting on a concrete curb, hugging her legs to her chest, she had to relax into a soft grin. She loved the sunsets. All hues of violets and golds, making her remember the poems her mother read to her before her bedtime at nights of sunrises and sunsets.
She didn’t have anything to be afraid of. Not with something so calming.