@poeticphoenix // Starter Call
"People always come to the Inn for the same reasons." They weren't what one would call varied. In the end the reason either was company, whether it was someone who wanted excitement or a reason to feel alive, someone who wanted to feel less lonely, someone taken there under strange circumstances...Lola had seen them all. In different flavours perhaps, but they all boiled down to the same thing. And yet she found herself curious, occasionally people who didn't fit the mould crossed her path.
"Want me to guess your reason? Don't mind if that's not the case, always fun to be kept guessing. Makes things interestin' at the very least.."











