"Hey! Down there!" you point out to her. The two of you fly down to the hotel and enter.
"Greetings!" the clerk shouts. "Newlyweds?"
"No," she snaps.
"But we are together," you add.
"OK then, one room or two?"
"One," you reply before she can."What?!" she hisses at you.
"OK then," the clerk says with a smile as he hands you the keys to Room 69.
"My favorite number," you say, smiling at Purple-hair.
You lead her to the room, and unlock the door. You enter to find the most horrid room you have ever seen: the couch was moldy on one side, and torn to shreds on the other, the wallpaper was peeling in places, and the carpet in the corner was covered in... fluids? >_>
Thankfully, the bed was perfectly fine, a nice queen sized matress with clean white sheets and fluffy pillows. Purple-hair found the bathroom, and turned on the shower.
"I'm going to rinse off that tentacle thing's DISGUSTING goo off," she tells you. "And i'm keeping my clothing ON, so they get clean, too."
"Damn," you mutter.
"Go get me something to wear," she orders.
"What?" you shout. "Why? I saved you, you owe ME!"
"And I let you stick it in me," she retorts. "Debt paid and then some, so you owe ME!"
You grumble all the way to the laundry room. A pile of random clothing sits in a basket under a sign saying "Lost and Found (and Clean)". No one should miss anything in here, right?
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