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strangetrip2018-06-18 10:50 am
st_hotflashes) wrote in strangetrip2018-06-18 10:50 am
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Missing (OTA)
Liz stood in the middle of the lobby with a quiet, panicked look on her face. She turned around a second time, surveying the scene around her, but the second pass didn't help any. She ran a hand through her hair and then headed for one of the couches. She pulled back the cushions, digging her hand into the crevice of the gaudy plush decor and when her hand emerged empty, she felt her chest tighten.
Liz's journal was missing.
She thought she had brought it back to the room yesterday after studying in the cafe, but this morning when she went to review her notes from the day before, she had discovered that the familiar book she had so many things in was gone. She had checked the library, the restaurant, the cafe, even the kitchen itself. It had to be somewhere, right?
(ooc: Find her pretty much anywhere. Also! Feel free, if your character would so choose, to find the journal and read all or some of it because I am a cruel mistress.)
Liz's journal was missing.
She thought she had brought it back to the room yesterday after studying in the cafe, but this morning when she went to review her notes from the day before, she had discovered that the familiar book she had so many things in was gone. She had checked the library, the restaurant, the cafe, even the kitchen itself. It had to be somewhere, right?
(ooc: Find her pretty much anywhere. Also! Feel free, if your character would so choose, to find the journal and read all or some of it because I am a cruel mistress.)
Re: Brad/Liz
"Yeah." She smiled. "And now I work at the restaurant here as a server." Liz looked a little sheepish. At least she didn't have to wear her uniform? Though Peter liked the uniform, she knew that.
"Have you, um.... how's your room?"
Re: Brad/Liz
Bradley was starting to notice Liz often second-guessed herself.
"It's okay." He answered. "I mean, it's the weirdest hotel room I've ever stayed in, but I've heard it's not as over-the-top as a lot of other rooms so I'm thankful for that. What's yours like?"
Re: Brad/Liz
"My room?" She thought about it for a minute. "I think it's supposed to be for like, a couple on a honeymoon or something." She definitely got the 'romantic' vibe from it. "But it's not super bright or over the top, which is nice." And she wasn't blinded when she woke up every morning.
She sighed as she closed the last cupboard. "I don't think it's in here..."
Re: Brad/Liz
Brad felt bad for Liz. He didn't have a diary, but he knew it had personal things in it and that other people reading it would be like people reading his text messages.
"It'll show up." He said encouragingly. "Everyone keeps telling me how people here are nice, so it has to, right?"
Not like home where people would definitely read it and post pictures on Instagram about it.
Re: Brad/Liz
"Yeah, I know." And she did, for the most part, think someone would return it, but it was always hard to trust people 100% unless they were a select few. "Thanks, though, for helping me look. I think I'm just going to go back to the library and see if anything turned up somehow."
Re: Brad/Liz
"Yeah, no problem." He said with a smile. "I'll keep my eyes open too and let you know if I see anything."
Re: Brad/Liz
She nodded with a smile. "Thanks." And after a small pause, Liz headed for the library.