Anya rolled out of bed, taking a moment to stretch and work out the stiffness in her joints. She glanced outside, noticing the snow, before realizing she wasn't in the South anymore.
"Should've known I was gonna get drugged..." she muttered, looking over her body for signs of damage, mildly surprised to find none.
"Well, that's a fine start," she giggled before flipping the TV on to... Apparently read a message.
"I'm not a moron, ya fucks." She was irritated now, and quickly got dressed to stop downstairs for food.
Taking the stairs, she entered the dining area. At least, she figured it was with the giant ass table with several chairs.
Taking the seat on the end, she kicked her feet up on the table and pulled some gum from her pocket to start popping.
"Let's get this show on the road, yo!" she said to the nothing around her with a smirk.
The hotel was fancy, but she wasn't staying for fancy. No, she stayed and played this game for the thrill. The relief it would bring. For the chance to....
She let the thoughts die as she waited, listening to the hum of electronics and the deafening silence between.
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