Just a little broken...
The basement of the Conrad is pretty simple and straight-forward in its layout, but even the basement has its odd corridors and nooks and cubby-hole rooms.
And down one under-used corridor, in what is probably an empty storage closet, an angel is curled up in the corner sobbing.
Becky didn't want to stay in her room - people know to look for her there. She just... wants to cry. Wants to be hurt and broken and just a kid. And despite everything, she can't bring herself to be that with people around. So she's in the abandoned closet, down an empty hallway, where no one would come unless they were looking for someone who's not where they should be. Or a hiding place of their own.
And down one under-used corridor, in what is probably an empty storage closet, an angel is curled up in the corner sobbing.
Becky didn't want to stay in her room - people know to look for her there. She just... wants to cry. Wants to be hurt and broken and just a kid. And despite everything, she can't bring herself to be that with people around. So she's in the abandoned closet, down an empty hallway, where no one would come unless they were looking for someone who's not where they should be. Or a hiding place of their own.