WELCOME TO THE HORACE GREELEY LODGING HOUSE!!!!






You walk into the building, looking around, taking everything in. A girl comes up to you with a big smile, and you can't help but smile back. Her light brown hair reaches to her shoulders, her brown eyes kind. "Hi!" she says to you. She spits in her palm and holds it out to you. ""I'm Charisma. Welcome to da Horace Greeley Lodgin' House. I guess I sorta run dis place," she tells you with a twinkle in her eye. "Oh, and Kelly. He thinks he helps run da place." She smirks. "Shoah. But if you see him hands off. He's mine." She grins at you, you're not sure if she's kidding or not. "Anyway," she goes on, "Dis heah's da lobby, as ya can see." Charisma indicates a desk behind her with an open sign-in book. "Dat's da front desk wheah ya kin go ta sign in if ya decide ya want ta stay heah, which I hope ya will. Dis is a real nice place, and most everyone's welcomin' ta new people." She rolls her eyes. "Although some people have some sort a attitude problem. But dey'll get ovah it. Anyway, if ya wanna meet everyone, da bunkroom is upstaihs. If you do decide ya wanna stay, dere are some rules dat ya gotta follow." She looks concerned, then assures you, "Da rules are not bad, I promise. Dey're moah guidelines, den rules." She smiles at you again. "Oh, an' a lotta people usually spend time in the sittin' room." Charisma grins. "Ain't we classy, wit' a sittin' room an' everytin'." Her brown eyes twinkle. "Anyway, take a look around, an' if ya have any questions, lemme know!" She smiles again, then turns to the book on the desk.

Suddenly, as if she just remembered something, Charisma turns back to you. "Oh, and while yer heah, ya can sign da guestbook Or, if ya wanna read what oddahs wrote, ya can view da guestbook. Thank you!" She smiles brightly and goes back to her business.


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