Arms Hotel, Thursday Night
It was about 10 when Clark returned to Fandom. He was tired, so he hardly paused for thought when he overheard the receptionist chastise Ernest.
"Oh Ernest honestly, it's like you've never worn a dress before!"
He took the elevator up to his room and looked at the mess of half packed suitcases. It finally hit him that he was really leaving. Somehow it hadn't truly occurred to him just how much he'd enjoyed living here.
What he didn't know, was that the staff were planning a surprise going away party for him tomorrow.
"Oh Ernest honestly, it's like you've never worn a dress before!"
He took the elevator up to his room and looked at the mess of half packed suitcases. It finally hit him that he was really leaving. Somehow it hadn't truly occurred to him just how much he'd enjoyed living here.
What he didn't know, was that the staff were planning a surprise going away party for him tomorrow.