The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday

Apr 11, 2009 00:18

Viki yawned, rubbing her eyes, and resting her head against the front desk for a moment, before making herself sit up straight. At work, she could at least pretend to be industrial, that that meant no sleeping on the job.

Even if she was tired, and trying to puzzle out why. As far Viki could remember she’d slept just fine the night before. “One of those days,” she commented to one of the cleaning staff as they passed by.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today’s Specials
Mini Apple Cinnamon Tarts

viki, mary connell, arms hotel

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