A Suite at the Four Seasons Baltimore, Saturday Morning

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara had had no interest in going on the camping trip, because frankly, choosing to go out into the wilderness without any of the luxuries they had in this place for fun was mad. Richard would probably love the idea

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[harpy_daughter]

"Mmmm. Very pretty, sugar." SURREAL STOP CHECKING OUT YOUR GIRLFRIEND QUITE SO OBVIOUSLY.

She wandered into the room to poke at chairs and pillows and, yes, check out the actual view. "Think these windows open?" she asked idly, tapping at the glass. "I feel like we're up in the sky."

[wrongkindofsith]

Like Cara was ever going to have a leg to stand on about a lack of subtlety.

She came over to join her by the window. To check for hinges. That it put her back in Surreal's personal space was purely a coincidence. "I think only the ones with balconies open," she said. "Less chance of idiots deciding being this high means they can fly."

[harpy_daughter]

"Aw, but what if we find an idiot and decide to help him fill his dream of flying?" Surreal pouted, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "It would be fun!"

Surreal, no. No picking up frat boys and tossing them out the window.

[wrongkindofsith]

At least not when they wouldn't survive the landing. Cara snorted and went to rest her chin on Surreal's shoulder. "Maybe if we were on a lower floor. I don't want to find another hotel."

Also because it was wrong, Cara.