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Cressida walked in and sat down, checking her phone. She scrolled through notifications of missed calls and texts, all from Wilma.
Cressida walked in and sat down, checking her phone. She scrolled through notifications of missed calls and texts, all from Wilma.
Meun looked up at the hotel with wide eyes. He didn’t think he had seen anything as nice since the last time he was in his realm
"Hey, the bed' s all yours." Al said, patting Me in on the back.
Baz looked around the room with interest, finding it a lot nicer than what he was used to. He tended to move around a lot, so most of the hotels or apartments he was in weren't in great neighborhoods.
"Oh, you don't have to do that," Meun said quickly. "You should have the bed, it's your hotel room."
"I'll let you in on s secret." Al said leaning in. "I don't sleep much, if at all." He said, grinning.
"But…um…" Meun tried to insist, but he couldn't seem to come up with a good excuse. He had been sleeping on the floors of abandoned buildings for the past year or so, and a real bed sounded wonderful
"Call if you need me." Al said, walking off.
Meun nodded before wandering over to the couch. He plopped down on it lightly before resting his chin on the arm of it
Baz managed to find a chair near the couch, sitting in it with his usual slouched posture as he looked around the room again, obviously at a loss for conversation. Well, talking had never been his thing anyway.
Meun yawned, his head resting on top of his arms as he stretched out a bit. Even the couch felt comfy, enough to make him all sorts of tired
((I’m dropping out.
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