I checked in again and the man behind the ’safety glass’ gave me the
same room
as before. Even though he made a big deal out of it when I checked out... saying that there might be
no vacancies
later.
He also made sure to try and convince me to
pay by the week
this time. A real salesman.
But I
held my ground
! After all, while I may be tired... I feel quite strong at the moment.
I was able to stand next to, talk back to, and
walk alongside
the Alpha of the Rimecoat without completely making a
fool of myself
. Not... completely.
After I closed,
locked
, latched, and
chained
the probably very flimsy motel room door, I sat down everything I’m carrying.
The
reusable
canvas bag from the
grocer
I’d been lugging in one hand first. Followed by the backpack and totes.
I set them on or against the
wobbly
, ’particle board’ credenza... while assessing the fact that Helene remembers so many terms about architecture and furniture. When she was a young teen, she did have small dreams of being an
interior designer
.
But those were pretty much squashed when her wolf showed itself. Proving that she wasn’t one of the ’lucky’ Omegas that could potentially leave the
safety
and
community
of the Duskpaw.
> Also not your fault. Her dreams could have remained her own. She chose to replace them when faced with new options. Stop assessing my opinion of her in real time, thank you. Quit that! Not being a stupid wolf doesn’t mean you have to try and be a fox! You’re doing it wrong anyway! Don’t you dare be smug. This changes nothing. He rather seemed to like it. Maybe I will try building that. I’ve never actually... prepared food before. <
Which leads me to... the
acquisitions
that were not food.