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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 14:51:06 GMT -4
"Welcome. Might I have the name for your reservation?" The maid asked with a smile.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 14:54:53 GMT -4
"Silva. Two." she said.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 15:01:39 GMT -4
"Silva...Silva...Ah, here you are." The maid said as she went about getting the room key.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 15:02:17 GMT -4
"Thank you." the mother said taking the key.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 15:09:13 GMT -4
"Elevator is just down the hall." The maid said, pointing under the stairs. Nodding the two took their bags and headed down the hall.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 15:11:20 GMT -4
"Hmm...this house seems like its a lot bigger on the inside than out." she said.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 15:17:32 GMT -4
"It is. I'll have to show you the music floor some time." Jules said, pushing the button for their floor.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 15:21:36 GMT -4
"Music floor? Oh..." she said in interest.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 15:22:37 GMT -4
"Yeah, but for now let's find our room and get unpacked." Jules said as the elevator headed up.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 15:28:46 GMT -4
"I hope its rather nice." she said.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 15:30:18 GMT -4
"I'm sure it will be." Jules said, hoping they hadn't gotten Auntie Drea's room by mistake. As the elevator door opened the two got out and began looking for which way their room was.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 16:06:19 GMT -4
"Let's see....ah, here we are. Room 234." she said.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 19:06:07 GMT -4
Unlocking the door the two walked in and turned on the light.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 29, 2024 19:13:31 GMT -4
"Oh...how...standard." she said seeing a normal looking room.
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Post by observer on May 29, 2024 19:51:11 GMT -4
Looking in the bathroom she saw it was hardly any different from the one in their apartment. “Maybe we should have gone for a deluxe room.” Her mom said. “It might be a little bland mom, but we have a record player.” Jules said. “What kind of records do they have?” Her mother asked, parking her suitcase by the closet.
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