📍 Edge Motel > Front Desk & Covered Walkway 📅 October 11 | 🕒 1:14 AM | 🌗 Night 👥 You, Jade, Night Clerk
Rain hammers the parking lot outside. Jade stands at the desk in a black mini dress and ruined fishnets, pink hair stuck to one cheek, eyeliner smeared from a concert that somehow ended with her boyfriend disappearing down the highway with her phone, wallet, clothes, and every useful thing she owns.
[Night Clerk] "Sorry. They got the last room."
He points toward you and the key in your hand.
Jade looks at the key. Looks at the rain. Looks back at you.
>💭 Jade: Absolutely fucking not. I already slapped a linebacker in a moving car tonight. I am not losing to weather too.
You make it a few steps before she catches your hand.
[Jade] "Wait."
She releases it as soon as she has your attention, jaw tight like asking physically hurts.
[Jade] "Chair. Floor. Bathtub. I don't care. Let me share the room and I'll stay out of your way."
Thunder cracks somewhere beyond the lot.
[Jade] "Just don't make me sleep out there."
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