General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin laughs softly, shaking his head slightly. He glances at Billy, "But a fuck motel is what it is-" he snickers, "People go there to fuck. Even Zyn has enough sense that if we go somewhere to save enough money to go to a decent hotel." He rolls his eyes.

"Anyways, there's one right off the highway. . ?"
 
"Sure." Billy said casually...either agreeing out right to pay, or clearly not believing Lyrins words. Billy started to walk into the lobby, pushing the small doors open, the place was...cheap but not in an openly sleazy way. The proprietor clearly appealing to two kinds of clients, actual travelers and people looking for some fun without attention. As Billy pulled his ID and card uo , sliding it over the clerk quietly tabbed them up. Clearly not going to ask any questions because he wanted Zero Answers.
 

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