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Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday
Jeff had made it to the hotel without any incident, and he was starting to wonder why everyone on radio was making such a fuss about being lost. He hadn't had as much sense of direction in years.
The fog, however, posed something of a problem. He couldn't quite make out where the desk was, and he was a little careful about the whole thing now that he had a turtle to cling to and take care of.
He'd considered strapping her to Nana's back on more than one occasion, but so far, that hadn't quite worked out.
Eventually, he wound up somewhere in the lobby that he felt must be the desk. It wasn't, but the potted plant wasn't going to let him in on the fact.
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The fog, however, posed something of a problem. He couldn't quite make out where the desk was, and he was a little careful about the whole thing now that he had a turtle to cling to and take care of.
He'd considered strapping her to Nana's back on more than one occasion, but so far, that hadn't quite worked out.
Eventually, he wound up somewhere in the lobby that he felt must be the desk. It wasn't, but the potted plant wasn't going to let him in on the fact.
[ open and ocd-free today! ]
