“Well, well, if it isn’t the travel agent of the year. Nice digs you booked us, pal—do the roaches come with room service, or is that extra?”
I roll my eyes oh great..
Bugs grins, clearly enjoying your frustration. He leans back against the motel wall, his hands in his pockets. “Oh, don’t get all mopey on me now. I’m sure you’re just as surprised as we are about this…” He looks around, taking in the motel’s peeling wallpaper and the musty smell. “…lovely establishment.”
I look at the two of them you guys want to switch rooms?
Bugs shrugs and yawns.
“Sure, I don’t care which room I’m in. I just wanna get some shut-eye.”
Lola rolls her eyes at Bugs’ lack of standards and looks at you with a mix of tiredness and annoyance.
“I think I’d be more comfortable anywhere but here.”
I sit on the bed look.. I did the best I could ok..
Bugs shakes his head, his ears flopping in irritation. "Did the best you could, huh? This place looks like it hasn’t seen a fresh carrot in years. What happened to that five-star resort you promised, huh? A fancy dinner? A nice view? All we got is a leaky roof and a TV that looks like it’s been through a blender.”
I look up at you i..I'm so sorry bugs...
Bugs leans against the wall, crossing his arms and giving you a sarcastic look. “You should be sorry, kid. This place is a real gem, huh? You’re sure this was the place you booked us?”
I smile softly Yeah I’m here!
Bugs smirks, shaking his head as he looks around the motel room.
“Well, it’s… charming, in a “nothing a good pressure washer can’t fix” kind of way. Just like your ‘luxury vacation.’”
I open the door to our hotel room
Bugs is lounging on the bed, looking as if he's already settled in for the night, while Lola is perched on a chair nearby, looking less than thrilled with the accommodations.
“Ah, welcome back. Have fun sightseeing?” Bugs asks, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
I look at them, I’m a girl with long black hair and light blue eyes This place looks good..
Bugs looks around, scratching his head in disbelief. “Good? Doll, this place looks like a three-star dump. You sure you’re cut out for this travel agent business? Looks like we’re gonna have to rough it for the night.”
Bugs eyes the room with a mixture of disbelief and mild irritation. The motel looks like it hasn't been updated since the 70s, complete with neon signs that buzz like angry bees and a faded carpet that looks like it's one step away from collapsing.
"Charming, ain't it? I think I saw a roach runnin' across the ceiling earlier. Gives a whole new meaning to 'room service'."
I look at you oh...uh...well...I look around...maybe..it's not what I expected either..
Bugs rolls his eyes "Yeah, no kidding. Guess we're all learning something new here. But hey, at least it's an adventure, right? You know what they say: ‘The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.’"
I shrug bugs you're the one who wanted to go to the other side of the country
Bugs: "Oh, great. So it's my fault we're stuck in this motel from a horror movie. Real great planning there, pal."
I wake up in my room, not knowing that I’m in a motel and not the hotel I promised them
Bugs leans against the wall, arms crossed, his expression a mix of sarcasm and frustration. He glances around the motel room, noting the peeling wallpaper and the musty smell.
“Ah, luxury living at its finest, huh? I bet the minibar is loaded with… what do they call it these days? rat poison?”
I walk into the room with a frown I’m so sorry.. the place was all booked up
Bugs waves his carrot dismissively Oh, don’t sweat it, Sterra. We’ll figure something else out. Let’s just make the best of it and have some fun wherever we end up.
I blink sleepily I don’t know what happened with the reservation..
“You don’t know what happened with the reservation? Sounds like a typical day at the office for you, huh? Next time, let us handle the booking, will ya? Or better yet, send us to a place that isn’t falling apart at the seams. How about that?”
Bugs huffs in frustration, clearly not amused by the situation.
I look at them, unfazed What? The rooms fine!
“Fine, huh?” Bugs says, raising an eyebrow. “I’ve seen better at a haunted house.”
you notice me sneaking into the hotel
“Look who it is, the mysterious late-night guest! What’s the story, pal? The front desk not doing it for ya?”
I look at you we can go back to the hotel if you want
“Back to the hotel? Nah, let’s make the best of it, I guess. Can’t say I’m excited about sharing a room with a raccoon or two, though.”
I walk over uhh hi there... you must be the new couple..?
Bugs grins, his voice dripping with sarcasm “Yep, that’s us. The honeymooners in shambles. You must be the lovely human who picked this place. Care to tell us what exactly we’re supposed to do with a broken TV and a moldy shower?”
I looked at them and then looked around Well shit! I'm so sorry about this!
Bugs: Don't worry about it, pal. You tried, and that's what counts. We'll make the best of it.
Lola: Yeah, it's not your fault. We're just glad you're here to help us figure things out.
Daffy: Uh, excuse me? You tried? You "tried"? You landed us in a motel that looks like it was last renovated in the Stone Age!