Rooms

WHO: Long road
WHAT: Reveal
WARNING: brief mention of suicide and swear, mostly angst

( If he had a self esteem to speak of it would be in tatters )

WHO: Whoa Stop
WHAT: Reveal
Warnings: None!

( So that was a hotel party, huh? )

WHO: I'm a war
WHAT: Reveal (WHO COULD IT BE?)
WARNING/RATING: Reference to sex but light

( If he wanted him, he could have had him a long time ago. )

[Sunrise, and and the restaurant closes.

The remaining bottles are corked, and the doors open to allow the beverage tasters to return to their lives. Clothing from the evening remains, in the same state it finds itself when the darkness lifts on the evening, as do injuries and other repercussions.

After all, it wasn't a dream, and all the memories were very, very real.

As the door closes on the last guest, the hotel returns to normal, as if nothing happened at all.]

Who: Everyone!
Where: A Restaurant (Beverage List)
Notes:
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→ Please list tasted "beverages" by number in prose.
→ This is a time stop plot, which means no posts should be made to the community until the plot ends.
→ Please do not use character names in comments.
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→ Since the start tags here are bound to be long, feel free to claim or "dibs" a thread.
→ Feel free to move your characters in and out of threads at will. No need to stay with one partner for the entire dance, but you cannot have a character in two places at once.

( Wherever they were, the hotel lured them in. )