There are two windows, but the bathroom window has grated, reinforced bars. He could tear them off but he doesn't, thinks anyone shy of Steve's strength wouldn't be able to either. It's an escape if necessary, and defense against invasion, otherwise he'd be tempted to skip the front door and go straight in the back.
No, he stalks the place like a panther. Waits until Steve checks in, and waits two hours more just in case he has any late-arriving backup or unknown tails. Nobody comes, the parking lot remains otherwise deserted, and just before nine p.m. he knocks on Steve's motel room door.
He has questions. He has memories like flower petals, scattered and unconnected and beautiful. He has feelings that he thinks can't be right, not in 1940.
Musing on them after staring Steve in the face so closely made it all too clear what they were.
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Date: 2018-07-15 08:44 am (UTC)No, he stalks the place like a panther. Waits until Steve checks in, and waits two hours more just in case he has any late-arriving backup or unknown tails. Nobody comes, the parking lot remains otherwise deserted, and just before nine p.m. he knocks on Steve's motel room door.
He has questions.
He has memories like flower petals, scattered and unconnected and beautiful.
He has feelings that he thinks can't be right, not in 1940.
Musing on them after staring Steve in the face so closely made it all too clear what they were.
But were they real? Are they still?