(Is this RP still up? It looks kind of dead, but oh well.. I'll just see if someone continues to write..^_^ I need to practise. )
A loud sound, like someone kicking a door, awoke Jennie from her blurry dream. She hadn't slept well in at least half a year, and because of that she had been so tired and grumpy the last few days. There wasn't many other people in this town, and beacause of that she didn't have anything else to do than try to get some sleep, no matter if it was day or night. How she had managed to cope with the loss of sleep earlier, she couldn't understand, and she didn't bother to try either. It would just make her more sleepy to really concentrate on anything. Ever since the great disaster had ruined Myrtle Beach half a year ago, her life had been miserable. No one ever vistited the city, and therefore she didn't get a lot of money.. Which was very sad, because the hotel she had inherited from her father was the only way to make some money. It was broken, dusty, and very ugly, but it was all she had.
Jennie hurried out of the bed, put on some clothes that lay on the floor, and rushed out of her ruined house. Across the street lay her beloved, but worn down, hotel. The lights were on, and she caught a glimpse of someone moving inside the hotel as she got closer. "Huh, this is weird.. Didn't I lock the doors when I went to get some sleep?" She muttered to herself, clearly not sure of what was going on. Jennie pulled the door open, and her sight was terrifying.
Several people were wandering around in the lobby, talking, and some were also yelling and rining the bell like maniacs. "I can't believe that ringing bell didn't wake me earlier," she thought. She then spotted the little metallic box, with all of the roomkeys. Several of the newcomers were hovering around the box, and she also spotted someone taking a key. This made her really, really mad.
"What do you think you are doing?! Have any of you paid to get a room? NO, at least not the last time I checked. Put the keys back - all of you, and then you can pay to get them back. I won't have any stealing in my hotel!" Jennie was furious, but she wasn't yelling. She was completely aware of the fact that these people were her guests, and they would not stay at her hotel if she treated them like trash. Instead, she spoke with a mean, low, and maybe a bit theatening voice.