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Everything is made the way it is
Especially from Madame Hotel
She created everything that the staff and new crew knows of the hotel and what life could of been like if they weren't working
Working their lives just to kill. To Kill and Rot.
Its a never ending cycle for anyone, it sucks but they don't have a choice
Or didn't have a choice a while back
A while back at work before they escaped, and now can live like humans.
They're at peace for now but at what cost? They live now, but don't know how to live. They're all broken now, off schedule from their routine. A routine they mostly knew of.
Often before people can experience something new, they experience something before hand.
Such as fated lovers wanting to be together, yet can't as it is forbidden. Romeo and Juliet delt with the love, hurt of not being able to be together, then death.
Its a 3 step by step.
Love with or without build-up
A sort of hurt or angst with fluff...Mostly the build-up or halfway through it.
Then the ultimate end.
It doesn't matter if the romance is doomed or not, its bound to end.
They can end happily together, in death together, in separation.
Theres a reason why love has a buildup, especially the end of the building of the relationship.
Sometimes the couple knows what will happen to them, or they think they know.
>***<
All the Auditor felt was grass. Grass and plants. She sat up, inspecting her surroundings. She saw nothing but flowers and plants, how disappointing...
She quickly got up, not caring to dust off her suit. She took a step, before looking around more, there was multiple kinds of flowers. Roses, lavender, daisies, dandelions, and more. She continued to walk in circles, stopping to acknowledge the plants.
She stopped at bushes, simple bushes, nothing more. Something shaken it, yet there wasn't a cold breeze. The Auditor reached out to it– Suddenly something or someone pulled her in.
Inside the bushes was the Bellhop, she giggled. Auditor tried to speak, nothing came out. The Bellhop shrugged, and hugged her, as they both tipped out of the bushes.
Auditor stared at the Bellhop, who was on the dirt, as she lied on top of her.
Akward
There was a long silence, longer than is should be, the only sound being wind and the plants slightly hitting eachother.
The Bellhop put her arms around the Auditor, pulling her in. Soon she started to far, before they could even kiss eachother.
The Auditor looked in the void, everything felt gone again. Yet she felt dust..