>>56416540>"Alright, well, okay. Well, before we do any of that stuff, you want to go drop these bags off? I don’t –">Zoroark paused, checking the zippers on her purse.>"We don’t want to be lugging these around all day.">"Oh, yeah. That’s a good idea. Which hotel were we at again?" You agreed, slinging your backpack over the shoulder.>"Yeah, Anon, which one are we staying at? Is it super close by or is it like a taxi drive away? Can we walk?" Zoroark asked, skipping happily ahead in the terminal.>She paused, noticing your growing unease."I don’t know. W-Why are you asking me?" You began, feeling the rock form in your gut.
>Zoroark stared back, unsure if she heard you right.>"What do you mean? You’re the one that’s in charge of all the hotel stuff." Zoroark spoke up."No, wait, you were in charge of that." You said, slapping your forehead.
>"Anon, I put a note on your computer. You were supposed to book the hotel.""Wait, no, I could have sworn you said you booked that. I thought I was just booking the plane tickets."
>You swear you asked her to.>You said it would be good practice to use her new credit card... right?"Uh, no..."
>"Anon, are you messing around or did you seriously not book the hotel?">You'd never see the giant Jesus now. 