[ she's been keeping an eye on the door, but Annie catches her with her head down, trying to rip apart the lining of her suitcase. Cashmere isn't sure what she's looking for, but she'll know it when she sees it. her head snaps up at the sound of a familiar voice. ]
Annie?
[ she's suspicious, but only for a few moments before relief washes over her. she isn't alone. the hotel is strange, and unsettling, and they probably can't trust anyone, but at least she isn't alone. Cashmere forgets the suitcase and hurries across the room to throw her arms around Annie in a hug. a little more affectionate than she'd normally be - but with good reason. ] Nothing worth tearing my room apart for. Yet. [ she gets a better look at Annie, wrinkling her nose in confusion. ] What are you wearing?
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Annie?
[ she's suspicious, but only for a few moments before relief washes over her. she isn't alone. the hotel is strange, and unsettling, and they probably can't trust anyone, but at least she isn't alone. Cashmere forgets the suitcase and hurries across the room to throw her arms around Annie in a hug. a little more affectionate than she'd normally be - but with good reason. ] Nothing worth tearing my room apart for. Yet. [ she gets a better look at Annie, wrinkling her nose in confusion. ] What are you wearing?