[005] Action, OTA
[Lottie hated thunderstorms. Sure, they were inevitable in New Orleans, and she had suffered through them her whole life, but that never stopped her from being terrified of lighting.
The door to her dorm was left open a bit, so Lottie could easily see her a split second soone in case Tiana came back; but right now, she couldn't see much. She was hiding in a corner of the room, face buried in her knees, trembling a bit. Perhaps a passerby might notice the squeaks and yelps of terror protruding from room 205 in Joe West every time there was a lighting flash or thunder boom.]
The door to her dorm was left open a bit, so Lottie could easily see her a split second soone in case Tiana came back; but right now, she couldn't see much. She was hiding in a corner of the room, face buried in her knees, trembling a bit. Perhaps a passerby might notice the squeaks and yelps of terror protruding from room 205 in Joe West every time there was a lighting flash or thunder boom.]