They're not home. There's no Vander, no Silco, no Caitlyn. No Undercity, no Piltover.
There's a weird lanky cosmic horror and his human soft-spot but she's not going to talk about them. Besides, they're supposed to be leaving each other alone. 'Second chances' that they don't deserve or whatever.
This might just be their best chance yet to be together.
For once.] I hear that. The motel I've been in wasn't bad, I guess. I think they have some bigger spaces than what I had. Sure, the power does go out all the time. [And then there's the weird knocking when no one's at the door. And the occasional break-in.
But! Really! What place around here doesn't have that!] But I hear some of the units have a coffee maker. [Or. You know. A mini kitchenette. (She'd prefer the coffee maker.)
Her gaze drifts back towards the building they fled from, like it's trying to grab her attention.]
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They're not home. There's no Vander, no Silco, no Caitlyn. No Undercity, no Piltover.
There's a weird lanky cosmic horror and his human soft-spot but she's not going to talk about them. Besides, they're supposed to be leaving each other alone. 'Second chances' that they don't deserve or whatever.
This might just be their best chance yet to be together.
For once.] I hear that. The motel I've been in wasn't bad, I guess. I think they have some bigger spaces than what I had. Sure, the power does go out all the time. [And then there's the weird knocking when no one's at the door. And the occasional break-in.
But! Really! What place around here doesn't have that!] But I hear some of the units have a coffee maker. [Or. You know. A mini kitchenette. (She'd prefer the coffee maker.)
Her gaze drifts back towards the building they fled from, like it's trying to grab her attention.]