Exit, albeit a temporary one
[[After this.]]
April's been running around for an hour or so, talking to Boromir and packing an overnight bag. She was very pleased when she changed into normal clothes and Bar didn't change them back to the hooker-clothes she's been in all day.
She's also left a note for her friends (aka anyone who'd notice and care that she's gone).
Friends,
I got a chance to go back home for a couple of days. I couldn't pass it up. I need to do this.
I'll see you all in a day or two.
Love,
April
And now she's standing in front of the door (which is actually there, that's part of the weirdness of it all), her bag over her shoulder, fiddling nervously with a silver ring on her right hand. She glances over her shoulder at the rest of the bar, then back at the door. She reaches out and turns the handle...
Whatever she sees on the other side causes her face to light up, and she steps through almost instantly.
The door closes with a soft click behind her.
April's been running around for an hour or so, talking to Boromir and packing an overnight bag. She was very pleased when she changed into normal clothes and Bar didn't change them back to the hooker-clothes she's been in all day.
She's also left a note for her friends (aka anyone who'd notice and care that she's gone).
Friends,
I got a chance to go back home for a couple of days. I couldn't pass it up. I need to do this.
I'll see you all in a day or two.
Love,
April
And now she's standing in front of the door (which is actually there, that's part of the weirdness of it all), her bag over her shoulder, fiddling nervously with a silver ring on her right hand. She glances over her shoulder at the rest of the bar, then back at the door. She reaches out and turns the handle...
Whatever she sees on the other side causes her face to light up, and she steps through almost instantly.
The door closes with a soft click behind her.