[Texting and walking isn't really advised for someone like Lucy but that never stops her from doing it anyway. It's only when she trips and falls that she realizes that she's not in LA anymore. She spills face first, hitting her chin so hard her teeth clack together and she can feel the impact in her head. She sits up, back against the elevator
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And no. No luggage.
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The first one I sorta figured out on my own. I was being...something.
The second one...okay...I'll have my closet sent ahead?
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Nope, you'll just need to restock into the little wardrobe in your room. Welcome to the Hellhole, blondie.
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Oooh so there is shopping here. [Obviously it couldn't be that bad, or so she thought]
Haha very funny but I'm pretty sure this isn't Auburn.
[And that's sarcasm for you]
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Yeah; there's shopping, there is also a strict 'no exchange of money at the counter' policy.
Have a blast.
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When does the crazy train leave for home?
By the way, I'm Lucy.
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The crazy train, it left the station about a week before any of us got here. Sorry, no return.
Hannibal.
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...Why?
Nice to meet you...except under the circumstances not so much.
[Puppy!voice has definitely rounded the bend to distressed!voice]
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[Distressed is not good. He prefers puppy, it's less...well, distressed.]
Calm down, okay.
It's like this sort of kidnapping, Survivor type thing. I wonder if there's a cash sum at the end.
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There won't be an ugly, old, naked man running around will there?
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