[GP/EP] Check in Day - Feb 1

[st_raighttovampire]

Caroline waved to Kitty as she dropped into her table in the cafe. It was a banner day. A full month of living in a hotel without her mom or her friends, hungry literally all the time.

But at least there was coffee.

Caroline went through her notes - many people had already started to take on roles in the hotel. Snow and Lindsey ran the stables. Kitty ran the bar. The brothers tackled the ghosts that popped up now and then - Caroline held her tongue on how wrong it was to discriminate against the undead. The list went on.

Caroline knew very well - having a job kept the despair of being trapped away.

She hadn't expected today to be different than any other day, but then, she should learn to stop expecting things. Apparently, it was check-in day again.

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Re: Waldo Butters, assigned threads

[st_rutsthepolka]

"I'm not going to rule out the full bar eventually, but I think I want my entire brain online for this," Butters said with a shaky grin. At least the people seemed to be friendly so far. "Tea sounds great. Um. Unless this is one of those things where if you eat or drink anything you can't leave. I'm not sure how being kidnapped out of the world is supposed to work but there are a lot of unnerving options."

Re: Waldo Butters, assigned threads

[st_oh_honestly]

"You can't leave, at least so far no one seems to have found a way. But I don't think the food and drink are responsible." Her voice was warm, slightly accented, as she poured him a cup of tea and held it out. Also on the cart was sugar, cream and lemon.

"It was quite the shock to arrive here," she remembered it vividly. And she was still not completely convinced she wasn't dead and in some sort of purgatory or heaven holding area. "It's not home, but it's nice enough."