Room #508, Sunday Afternoon
Having safely returned Poe to his cage where he was secretly plotting his next escape wearing jeans and a t-shirt while riding a motorbike to the Swiss border, Cally was now sprawled on her bed, nibbling at a vegan peanut butter and jelly sandwich while reading an old romance novel.
[ooc: Door is open, post is open. One visitor expected, many more are welcome.]
[ooc: Door is open, post is open. One visitor expected, many more are welcome.]