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Liv had researched the small town of Fellridge before her arrival there. After hearing about it from one of the fans of her blog, who she had gotten to know over the course of a few weeks and who wanted to meet her in person, Liv had decided to live up to her blog motto and live her life. If now wasn't the time to take chances, then she didn't know when was. <br/>
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When she passed the sign for the small town, she first slowed her speed to a modest 25 miles per hour and then pulled her phone out of her purse, intent on texting the phone number she had associated with Zoe, the young woman she was on her way to meet. Honestly, Liv didn't have very many expectations for her trip, other than a much needed break from the internet and social media. This was essentially a detoxing vacation for her. And it was about time for one, too. <br/>
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Lowering her window, she lit up a cigarette and smoked as she rolled into town, exploring the sparse buildings and the not so distant view of the water. Already her thoughts were drifting to spending some time on a boat, swimming and sporting a bikini. Her thoughts drifted to how she could record herself relaxing on vacation while also taking a break from social media, but those thoughts dispersed quickly enough.<br/>
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Once she reached the hotel, she parked her car in the lot and stepped out of her purple Volkswagen Beetle, which stuck out in the drab town like a sore thumb. Fitting, since she would likely do the very same, with her vivid and colorful tattoos acting as the perfect contrast to the drab towns overwhelmingly gray color scheme. Finishing up her cigarette outside, she stepped it out when she was finished and headed inside after shoving her keys into a messenger bag style purse.<br/>
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She worked the strap over her shoulder and looked around at the empty place, blinking as everything seemed to go dark. She noticed two figures by the bar, but no one at the check in counter. After pacing for a few moments, she cautiously approached the two men. "Excuse me, do either of you work here?" <br/>
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