The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday
Nana (nee The Dog) was still following Jeff around when he entered the Arms Hotel early that morning. It took him considerable effort - and about half an hour of his shift - to get her to just lie down quietly. Finally, he shook off his jacket and dashed into the kitchen, where he was to return several times that day to attempt to talk Gunther into providing free and sensible food.
It would soon become obvious to Jeff that it was more of an either/or kind of situation.
If you were in luck, you could catch him actually sitting at the front desk, doodling or staring nervously at some flowers. In these intervals, it might actually seem as if the Arms Hotel lobby was really, truly open.
Which it was.
[ OCD indahouse ]
It would soon become obvious to Jeff that it was more of an either/or kind of situation.
If you were in luck, you could catch him actually sitting at the front desk, doodling or staring nervously at some flowers. In these intervals, it might actually seem as if the Arms Hotel lobby was really, truly open.
Which it was.
[ OCD indahouse ]