#hotelstart

[wailingwxmen-blog]

it’s almost like she’s in a trance, a blank expression plastered across pretty feminine features. usually bright hues seem distant, as if she’s focused on something so intensely that her entire being is been drawn toward something withholding all her concentration. expensive heels click across a set of tiles, the redheads path only ending once she’d reached one of the few doors with a bright green ‘ EXIT ’ sign residing above it. albeit, she doesn’t push nor shove on the door --- instead, dainty fingers reach upward to press against the wood, brows deeply furrowed. “i can’t figure this out.” words spoken softly, as though the banshee was speaking to herself, unaware of passing guests or company.

[glccmiehearts-blog]

░; ♡ ❝ since we’re all here for a while, does anyone want to go fishing ? im sure some of these workers are bound to have a fishing rod !! after all, they should be providing for us while we stay . .❞  it might’ve been a silly idea to think of such a strange past-time, but it was only . . about the fourth day ? there had to be something else to do for such a long while . . .

░; ♡  . . besides attempting escape. it wasn't really her issue, anyways.

[sweetspritess]

she’s not trying to be nosy, she simply wants to get her bearings. she tries every door along the corridor. some are locked, some she finds empty. she’s in a hotel, that much was easy to figure out. but the question is, which one... and how? she’s daydreaming about calling josh so he can come pick her up, as the next door she tries is one of the open ones. she pokes her head inside, just to see if there’s anyone around that can help. she jumps back immediately, half-surprised, half-scared. “ i’m so sorry! i didn’t know there was anyone here, i wasn’t — i’m sorry. i’ll... leave now.”

lara jean turns around, as if about to walk away, but she stops herself. 

“do you know where i might find someone from the staff? i have a few questions”

[shadowlegacyheros-blog]

Confusion

“Yes, well I don’t believe you are able to help me.” He said as he was worried about his friends and his family back at Hogwarts. They were just about to start the battle for Hogwarts when he was taken from the dormitory where he was resting when he woke up here.  He only hoped the others were alright… And hopefully a way out of here…

[spideredvein]

                   there’s a small puppy curled in gwen’s arms, safely holding the precious little animal. and she didn’t know her legs could even get sore for walking nearly an hour around this building in search for it’s owner. it’s an adorable golden retriever with these big brown puppy eyes, how could no one claim her? at this point gwen is desperate, she doesn’t know how to take care of a dog. and besides, she’s already tried to eat her science book. she’s afraid of what other responsibilities owning a dog may come with.

            the short girl approaches the next person she spots, small fingers lifting to tap them on the shoulder, “is she yours? i just thought that maybe she could be yours.” she didn’t even see their face yet, how could she possibly think that the puppy could be theirs. “unless you know, she isn’t, and you hate dogs.” what if they’re a cat person?

[rskybusincss-blog]

  “wait !!” steve shouts out as what felt to be the greatest idea make it’s way through the midst of his many thoughts. “we’re in las vegas, right ? what if we said screw it and decided to make the best of where we’re at ?” he suggested. hands waving around in the moment of sheer excitement because well, steve was tired of the same old frustration. we get it, everyone was stuck here. nobody had an explanation that they could call theirs. they all established that. “we could get a fake i.d. here, can’t we ? it’s las vegas, for christ sakes !!” steve finished, cocking an eyebrow in expectation. 

[glccmiehearts-blog]

░; ♡ koishi leaned down, sitting upon one of the luscious sofas that lined the lounge of the hotel--. yes, she’s been outside before. out and around gensokyo, and only the shortest sight of the outside world, via a strange schoolgirl with a cape. though, being in such a brightly lit place.. hurt her eyes. the artificial lights too alien to her eyes. it wasn’t as if she were weak to it, but it irritated her lenses, definitely. it’s.. strange, being here. strange enough to pique even the slightest of curiosity to her mind. such a thing was a rarity. ever still growing since her talk ( and fight ) with the shrine maiden, but as it stood, she had no choice but to wander around. the many around her looked so strange-- so simple, in appearance. though, that’s not the right impulse if she wanted to make friends !! with no hesitance, she waltz right towards one. unaware or not of her minimal presence, she spoke up.  ❝ doesn’t it smell nice here? someone really wanted to welcome us.  ♡ ❞

[dcwnthewell]

this was . . . to say the least, not as she expected when she was murdered. she felt herself turn to dust, to nothing but bits of the corpse that had stayed awake for far too long. though, as she felt across her sleeve, there isn’t a strain upon the cloth to be had. although the necktie she wore was still ever so stained by the reddish hue of her own blood, her body was clean of wounds.

as much as she felt as though she was dead, this wasn’t the world above the clouds she had expected once she faced the afterlife. no, this wasn’t it at all. much rather, it felt. . . more unpleasant. maybe her eyes had grown sensitive to such bright lights after what felt like a lifetime up within the clock-tower. with a stoic voice, she muttered. “ .. where am i. “