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stake_n_skank in corruptingride

The sweet smell of corruption.

Mar 28, 2005 11:08

I sat in the car wondering where we should go. Xander just had to mention Boston, didn't he. But maybe Chicago would be a good place. It was far away, but not all the way back home. Besides, there weren't really any big cities between here and there. Sounded like the best option. There was a lot of crime there right? We'd be able to slip ( Read more... )

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zeppo_will_know March 28 2005, 21:10:02 UTC

I stopped in front of the motel and leaned againt the vehicle as she gave me orders. Wait, don't actually get a room? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of getting one in the first place? I sighed as she walked in. Wait, maybe she meant get one. I shrugged and went up to the front desk ( ... )

stake_n_skank March 28 2005, 21:20:59 UTC

I spun the keys around in my hand, waiting for Xander to get back. He made a good distraction for the front desk guy. He seemed to know exactly what to do. I smiled.

My smile faded to a look of annoyance when Xander came back out. He didn't look happy.

"You stole those keys Faith."

I sighed. "Duh Xander! We have to get money somehow."

I shook my head. Watching his face, I wondered if he had caught on yet. Oh well. If not, he'll be pretty freaked out if he ends up walking in on people.

I tossed him a set of keys and hopped down off the car. "Let's get to work."

zeppo_will_know March 28 2005, 21:37:32 UTC

I caught the keys and looked at them in my hand. So small to do so much damage. I jingled them around. Well, we did need money. And these people obviously had it. I sighed and walked over to her. "Fine." I looked at my number. "107. Ok. 107 it is." I looked around trying not to be very suspiscious and then knocked on the door ( ... )

stake_n_skank March 28 2005, 21:52:50 UTC

I headed up to room 109. I looked over at Xander... and he was knocking. I gave him a fucking key and he knocks? What an idiot. I rolled my eyes and then put my key in the lock.

I opened the door casually and walked in as if I belonged here. The TV was blaring MTV.

"What the hell?" I said quietly.

Walking in a little further, I saw clothes and shoes thrown on the floor near the bed. That's when I realized why the TV was up so loud.

Shit. Yeah.. there was totally a couple going at it in the bed. Oh well. I knocked over a lamp from the table.. 'accidentally'. The couple, startled, froze and looked up at me.

I tried looking frustrated. "Why does this always happen to me?" I said, gesturing toward the bed. "I always get assigned hotel rooms where there's people fuckingThe couple looked at me with alarm. Then the man yelled, "Get out of here ( ... )

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