Room 512, Then Hotel Room 610, Late Friday Afternoon
Elena was painting her toenails. Actually, Elena was realizing the inherent difficulties in painting your toenails, when you also had a curious, wriggly little kitten sniffing at your toes. And trying to lick them. .... Shit.
... right, so, Elena was digging out nail polish remover and giving up on the matter entirely before she accidentally poisoned Rookie.
And that was when her phone rang.
(For one, who is not supposed to be here dammit!)
... right, so, Elena was digging out nail polish remover and giving up on the matter entirely before she accidentally poisoned Rookie.
And that was when her phone rang.
(For one, who is not supposed to be here dammit!)