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CHAPTER 2
NOV 7TH | 54℉☀(windy)
▸ Parka up for a cold an--*CHSKSSS--*- windy day in Blackwell folks! I sure do hope--*CHSKSSS--*-search team down at the lake won't--*CHSKSSS--*---*CHSSK--*-trouble out on the waters. Professional divers have been going in since dawn, let's give it up for the professional --*CHSKSSS--*-!!
▸ Old Lady Petunia has paid me to say DO NOT SEEK OUT THE ANGELS--*CHSKSSKK--SK--SSSH--*- In fact, there are no such thing as angels. See how easy that was? No angels, no problem.
▸ And now back to our --*CHSKSSS--*-regularly scheduled programming.
THE RISING IS NOT IN EFFECT
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So without ghosts, what'd you do for fun?
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Usually with live people. [ she smiles. just kidding. well, not really, she really does that with live people, but she will extrapolate on that ] Surfing, diving, climbing. Which has kinda been put on hold now. At least there's still partying. [ she winks at her and leans her hands back against the wall ]
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[ she smiles at her joke and laughs, nodding in agreement ] Maybe not, then. [ she tilts her head over to the door ] You come here often?
[ and yes let's refrain from asking about the previous night; fyi she was disappointed that she didn't come around later but at least she texted her today so she supposes it evens out. she's glad she texted at least ]
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Sometimes. Technically this place is direct competition, so not often enough. [ also an excuse to break the rules and cause trouble. she smiles at her briefly before the door opens, pulling herself out into the hallway ] I worked here one summer when I was a kid, that's how I learned all it's secrets.
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Inside job, uh? [ smiling, nicola follows close by and spares a glance at her. maybe she should have gone home to dress up, but it's all the way back in elkins. she'll have to deal. oh well. ]
Did you look for ghosts when you worked here too?
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You run a secret gay bar. That's top glamour in this place.
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Hey, fight club rules. [ we do not talk about the gay bar. bops her nose and heads down the hall. ]
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Sooo, where we going?
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It's off season, so really there's no point in anyone ever booking it.
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See, trouble maker.
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Voila. [ behold ] It get's even better. Can you say Jacuzzi? [ slides over to pop open the french doors to the bathroom ] And I'm pretty sure there's a minibar. But the cool secret lies withinnn...[ slides over to the closet and pops it open, sliding further inside to slide a panel in the back to reveal a stairway ] A secret room.
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she walks in behind her and smiles, looking around with an impressed face, closing the door behind her and locking. just in case. ]
A secret room? What is this, the Cluedo mansion? [ she walks over to the revealed stairway, tilting her head. how impressive. small towns are never disappointing, apparently. what a little sherlock holmes. ] Had a lot of free time?
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The building had an extra floor, I wanted to figure out where it was. [ in that tone like "is that weird?" the numbers didn't match up so she found out where it was. ]
They just use it for storage. Old furniture. Not really spooky.
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I reckon this place is full of secrets. [ like she's telling a private joke to herself, looking over to harry ] You bring a lot of people around here?
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Not really. [ not to give her a complex about being super special compared to who she usually spends her time with. ] Though my crowd's usually not all too interested in shit like this.
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Yeah? [ she turns so that she's leaning her back against the wall. ] What are they interested in? [ gives her a head to toe look ] Besides the obvious, of course. [ smoothoperator.mp3 ]
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I dunno, there's usually not a lot of talking involved.
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We can do that.
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What'd you have in mind?
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I usually let it flow. [ she's not leaning any closer, but her nose is brushing hers and her hands trail up her arms, to her shoulders, and down to her ass. come here u ]
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[ the kiss is very much welcomed and she leans in halfway to meet her lips, head tilting slightly for better access. her hands come around to the front, dragging over the waistband of whatever she's wearing, and she hooks her index fingers under it to keep her close.
hello sailor. ]
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no housekeeping better pop in, she doubts it, but the chance that they might still excites her ]
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