Lets call our mom first, she’s probably worried to death about us.
“alright” Rose agrees
“we can use the phone right here, I’m sure sleeping beauty wouldn’t mind.” She says gesturing to the front desk’s phone.
While waiting for the phone to ring we ask Rose about our rat friend Rat-thoney.
“You named it?! (I was kind of hoping you’d forget about it and throw it away or something…)” Rose responds
“You just can’t walk around with that thing on a leash like a dog! Animals aren’t really allowed here, I can get you a cage, and you can keep it in your room or something but you can’t tell ANYONE about this, or we’ll both get into trouble.”
After a handful of slow rings from the phone we’re greeted with a familiar yet stern “HELLO?” immediately after we echo the greeting, the voice on the other end of the phone immediately erupts into a flurry.
“BABY!?! IS THAT YOU?! OH LORD. THANK GOD YOU’RE OKAY! WHAT HAPPENED?! WHERES ROSIE?! WHERE ARE YOU?! I THOUGHT I TOLD HER TO PICK YOU UP!!! THAT STRINGBEANED PEA BRAINED BIMBO! SHE LEFT YOU THERE DIDN’T SHE?! DO I NEED TO COME DOWN THERE AND SNAP SOME WHORE’S SPINES!!! THOSE PUSSY FOOTING WORTHLESS SACKS OF SHIT!! I KNEW THEY COULDN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!!! IM GONNA GO DOWN THERE AND RIP THE NAPPY ASS WIGS OUTTA EVERYONE OF THOSE BITCHES SKULLS I’M GOING TO…”
“what’s she saying?” Rose ask