starter for: @slightlydazed's maris monroe location: the chrysalis
what a bitch of a day. louis gets off his underpowered motor scooter, a series of angry shits quietly hissed under his breath. clothes and bones rain-drenched by a heavy shower that would simply refuse to exist. the food, however? safely protected in a huge thermos container. he grunts as he tugs the box under his right arm, heading towards the hotel where he is supposed to bring the customer's order.
louis walks up to the receptionist, eyes set on a small piece of paper to read the ordering information as he begins to speak: "hi, pizza delivery for, uh, room 238."










