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"The Castaway Hotel, weird huh?" She said as was almost running to the hotel, soon she whipped around a corner and a large upscale hotel was headed thier way.
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Bridget turned and kissed him, "You bet," She pulled him towards the building. As they entered it loomed over them. The inside was beautiful, something they should never be able to afford even if it wasn't the Great Depression. She waved to the girl at the counter who nodded back. Bridget certainly had something up her sleeve.
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"Well, it's no utility closet if that's what you mean." She walked towards the elevator, "We're on the second floor." She waited for George before closing the gate.
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George walked into the elevator, letting the gate close behind them. "For me, almost any place is good as long as it's private and I'm with you," he said, putting his arm around Bridget.
(OCC: This roleplay has gotten kinda sidetracked, hopefully we can finish this up and get on with the main plot. ) |
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(OOC: Well considering that the other characters haven't posted in several days what is there left besides you and me?) Bridget pushed a button and the elevator rose up. It soon came to a stop and she walked out. She walked to a door across the hallway and opened it. "This is it."
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Se blâment, vous dupent, pour toi a cassé mon coeur ainsi beaucoup de fois que je ne peux pas trouver les morceaux. |