Room 602, The Arms Hotel, late Thursday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye got back from Caritas after a few shots in not much time, feeling pretty good about everything. Which was why she picked up her phone when she got to her hotel room.


There was a muffled "Hmo?" on the other line.

"You sleeping already?" Jaye asked. "It's early!"

"It is not," Mahandra said. "Are you drunk dialing me?"

"No. I'm not drunk. Just... tipsified."

"You're talking like an idiot again. It's too late for this."

"But I saw the Hot Mountie shirtless!"

"Congratulations." And she hung up. And didn't answer Jaye's next to attempts to call her.

So Jaye started making other calls.

The plus was, animals or no, she'd probably sleep tonight. For at least a whole five minutes. Unfortunately she wasn't that drunk.