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Lydia<br/>
Front Desk<br/>
<a class="username" data-user-id="5743" data-username="@Briker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5743/">@Briker</a>​</div><br/>Lydia had long since stopped playing solitaire and picked up a book instead, a romance novel that helped her pass the time by, when the phone rang. Keeping her eyes on her book, she reached a hand over to grab the phone receiver and brought it to her ear. “Hello?” Her voice, melodic as usual.<br/><div style="text-align: center"><br/>
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Nalia<br/>
Anger room<br/>
<a class="username" data-user-id="3012" data-username="@Norden" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3012/">@Norden</a><br/>​</div>Nalia smiled brightly at Axle’s suggestion. “Doesn’t have to be imaginative. Honestly, it sounds perfect to me.” With a few strokes across the touch panel, everything around them instantly changed to the inside of a small diner. The two of them stood at the entrance, outside led to a parking lot just off a main road filled with small businesses. Inside, to the left was the cashier, to the right was the dining area with tables and chairs, but ahead were the booths that Axle mentioned enjoying sitting in. A hostess digitized in front of them, a smile on her face as she led the two of them to their seats, leading them past the showcase for all the desserts they had to sell for the day, to which Nalia always made it a point to take a quick sneak peek as they passed it.<br/><br/>Once settled, the hostess handed them their menus and left them to think about their orders. They were seated right next to a window where Nalia’s eyes immediately went to for a brief moment. It was a rainy day, cars drove by picking up small splashes from the water on the road. It felt like home. “This is a preset that my sister and I decided to make. It’s a diner we used to go to all the time way back. Like, this place is located almost dead center of the diner state.” She laughed as she perused the menu for a moment but she already knew what she wanted, placing it back down onto the table less than a minute later. The waitress came around not too long after, Nalia gave her order for a burger with fries, and she looked to Axle for his order.