[Closed to Wilson] From beyond the grave?
Amber checked her watch as she made her way through the foyer of the large resort. She had arrangements to meet Oliver again for a drink in half an hour at The Blue Lagoon, but as was her usual form, she made sure she had plenty of time to spare. This place was making her feel more sociable than she had in a long time. Before things with Wilson took an interesting turn, she really didn't get out much beyond her yoga classes and visits to her family. The young Scot had definitely put a smile on her face, though, so she was more than happy to make the effort to do more than lie around her room waiting for her next shift at the Medical Centre to start again. It was a nice place to work; very modern and very well-run. There wasn't anything she could complain again.
As she exited the large doors, she caught sight of a poster advertising a costume party for Halloween. Halloween? Damn, this time lapse was throwing her off, but it wasn't like she had intentions of donning a fairy costume and getting involved. She'd rather repeatedly poke herself in the eyeball with her toothbrush. She started across the forecourt but nearly got the shock of her life when she passed the pool and neared the Four Sands Cafe... Wilson.
"James?" she said in surprise, wondering if she was mistaken.
As she exited the large doors, she caught sight of a poster advertising a costume party for Halloween. Halloween? Damn, this time lapse was throwing her off, but it wasn't like she had intentions of donning a fairy costume and getting involved. She'd rather repeatedly poke herself in the eyeball with her toothbrush. She started across the forecourt but nearly got the shock of her life when she passed the pool and neared the Four Sands Cafe... Wilson.
"James?" she said in surprise, wondering if she was mistaken.