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Kate Gregson ([personal profile] vanillajello) wrote2012-03-31 05:15 pm

A Room at the Arms Hotel, Saturday Morning

Dorian Owens was a pretty resourceful and brave little boy. So, when he couldn't locate his parents at the big building he'd found them last time, and he heard someone mention an awful lot of people would be at the hotel this morning, he set on his way across town

Lots of bright persuasive smiles, a rickshaw ride, and a helpful hotel employee later he found himself at a door behind which he was supposed to find his parents. So, he knocked. Enthusiastically.

Inside the room, in bed, it made Kate frown lightly. "Did you order room service breakfast or something?" she mumbled, still half asleep.

[ooc: For the two pale dudes, and masses of SP!]
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[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-03-31 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have you felt me leave the bed?" Bod mumbled back, snuggling up against her. "I didn't order room service. It's probably just a wrong room."

That...wasn't right at all. Bod would soon find out.