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Transit 36, part 2
🕑 Added 2024-09-29 18:49:27 +0000 UTCLori stood in the dimly lit hotel room, staring at her smartphone. She pressed the button again, hoping for a miracle, but the screen stayed dark. "Fuck!" The word escaped her mouth before she could even think. The damn thing was out of battery, and now she had no sense of time or any way to distract herself from the flood of thoughts.
The "date" with the bartender loomed over her. Was this really a date? Or was it something darker, something riskier? Her heart fluttered in her chest, a mix of excitement and fear swirling in her gut. She didn’t know what she wanted—or if this was what she wanted. She ran her hand through her blonde hair, tugging at the ends as if the tension could relieve the storm inside her.
Walking over to the polka-dot suitcase, she knelt down, zipping it open with more force than necessary. Her hands fumbled through the chaotic mess of unfamiliar clothes—slim-fitting dresses, sheer lingerie, nothing that felt like her. Everything here was designed for someone else, someone she wasn’t sure she was ready to become.
As she dug through the layers of outfits, her fingers brushed against something at the bottom. She tugged it free—a tangled phone charger. “Finally.” She sighed, moving to plug it in next to the bed, leaving her phone to slowly charge up.
Lori’s attention drifted back to the suitcase. She still needed something to wear for tonight, didn’t she? But what? She pawed through the clothes again, tossing aside item after item that only deepened her sense of uncertainty.
Then, her eyes caught something gleaming at the bottom—something pristine, out of place among the sea of reds, blacks, and lace. Pulling the pair of white boots …
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Mightybimbo
Looking forward to seeing how this continues…
