Theresa put her hands on her hips, looked around. There was a writing desk, but that only held some pens with the hotel name on them and stationary with fancy letterhead. The bed had been turned down for the night by the maid when the room had been vacuumed that morning. Nothing under the bed.
"Check the closet," the vampire suggested, pointing at the closed door. "You're taller than I am, if something's on the shelf I won't be able to reach it."
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on 2013-09-08 08:49 am (UTC)Theresa put her hands on her hips, looked around. There was a writing desk, but that only held some pens with the hotel name on them and stationary with fancy letterhead. The bed had been turned down for the night by the maid when the room had been vacuumed that morning. Nothing under the bed.
"Check the closet," the vampire suggested, pointing at the closed door. "You're taller than I am, if something's on the shelf I won't be able to reach it."