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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 1:06 pm
An average, comfortable double room with more decorations than the simpler single rooms in the inn. The television has almost thirty channels! Of course, most of them are cowboy-related, but there are more options here than before. The maids tend to come at a reasonable time of early morning - at least working as a constant alarm clock, if anything.Current Resident(s)
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Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 11:29 pm
 Round... oh shoot what round was it? Carnation had lost count while she got so upset in the other room. Sadly, this next room wasn't any better. She had started grumbling once she thought about this next guy. Riley has once been such a fun spirit, but now he had seemed to have entirely settled at his job and with a "home" at the inn. It was enough to make her want to slap that eye patch right off of him! Although, she did have to admit that that little injury had earned him a few points. It was pretty awesome to get to watch that injury and then surgery! That, however, was long ago and he had grown boring. She had always had high hopes for him. Look at him! He just looked like he was an interesting fellow, but that was very wrong. The most spontaneous thing he had done so far this year was dress up as a girl, and he did that every year for the pumpkin moon festival. Maybe his one time work towards a relationship with Elliot deserved a little credit, but that credit was most likely due to Ilex. The only other thing that even touched exciting was his little play date with his co-worker. Sure, that could turn into some fun, but it didn't look like it was going anywhere just yet. Carnation had to do something to knock some life back into her followers! She just didn't quite know what. So, she settled for huffing over to his end table and dropping a small box containing some white sand and a few lovely alpine white rocks. Next to the box was an envelope containing his personalized letter and a small plate holding a slice of lava cake. Oh, she just hoped that her words would be able to reach him and drag him out of this funk. She let out a final huff and disappeared out of the inn, ready to make her next stop.
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