[ He got the invite, assuming his company is welcome provided he doesn't make anybody run any laps - as if he actually could - and finds his way to a relatively nice hotel about the midway point between Lance's actual apartment and the casino.
The barest flash of a smile and a wave gets Nate past the concierge and up the elevator, and he meanders down a hall that pulses quietly with neon orange light and reflective wallpaper to a room at the end of the corridor.
No sound from behind the door, but he raps thrice on the metal jamb. ]
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Date: 2020-11-19 11:11 pm (UTC)The barest flash of a smile and a wave gets Nate past the concierge and up the elevator, and he meanders down a hall that pulses quietly with neon orange light and reflective wallpaper to a room at the end of the corridor.
No sound from behind the door, but he raps thrice on the metal jamb. ]