Rm 202
He may like her in his clothes, but they're too big. Ridiculously so.
So when he left to do the things that had to be done, Mel pulled herself out of bed and wandered up to 202, where she spent a good amount of time digging through the spare clothes, pulling out - actually very little that she actually likes. Pants that may fit, a small T-shirt. Nothing that really appeals.
After this unsuccessful hunt, she took the time to look around the place, trying to work out what's been changed and what needs doing. She lingered at the maps, running a finger on the burn mark on the map of Earth, hardly noticing the tears welling up until i was too blurry to see.
Before leaving, she decided to sit on the couch for a rest...
...and right now, she's curled up in a peaceful ball, fast asleep.
So when he left to do the things that had to be done, Mel pulled herself out of bed and wandered up to 202, where she spent a good amount of time digging through the spare clothes, pulling out - actually very little that she actually likes. Pants that may fit, a small T-shirt. Nothing that really appeals.
After this unsuccessful hunt, she took the time to look around the place, trying to work out what's been changed and what needs doing. She lingered at the maps, running a finger on the burn mark on the map of Earth, hardly noticing the tears welling up until i was too blurry to see.
Before leaving, she decided to sit on the couch for a rest...
...and right now, she's curled up in a peaceful ball, fast asleep.