Episode 1x02: Sweet Child O' Mine, Part 2
The world was too bright. Jesse scrunched up his eyes, trying to turn away. “Close’acurtains,” he mumbled, waving a vague hand.
“They don’t close.” Claire was sitting at the little hotel room table, backlit by the white-out light of mid-morning, filtered through the not-so-functional gauzy ‘privacy’ drapes. Her bare feet were propped up on the table top, crossed at the ankle; her laptop set semi-comfortably in her lap, twitching as she jotted a few things down. The tapitty-tap had stopped when their ‘guest’ sleepily muttered into his pillow, and she was looking his way.
He turned towards the voice, prying one eye open. It fell on Claire for a moment, then he peered around the room. “Usually when I wake up in a hotel with a strange girl and can’t remember gettin’ there, this ain’t how it goes,” he said, trying to shift up in bed. Claire snorted comically.
( “So, ghosts, huh? Bet you deal with those all the time.” )
“They don’t close.” Claire was sitting at the little hotel room table, backlit by the white-out light of mid-morning, filtered through the not-so-functional gauzy ‘privacy’ drapes. Her bare feet were propped up on the table top, crossed at the ankle; her laptop set semi-comfortably in her lap, twitching as she jotted a few things down. The tapitty-tap had stopped when their ‘guest’ sleepily muttered into his pillow, and she was looking his way.
He turned towards the voice, prying one eye open. It fell on Claire for a moment, then he peered around the room. “Usually when I wake up in a hotel with a strange girl and can’t remember gettin’ there, this ain’t how it goes,” he said, trying to shift up in bed. Claire snorted comically.
( “So, ghosts, huh? Bet you deal with those all the time.” )