Louis Bennett


Man, 1–2 pages goes by so quickly. Of course, I’m dying to know the backstory behind this bartender. To play up the seriousness of her plans, you could have her slowly slicing lemons, limes, or oranges with a big scary knife? Or maybe slowly picking up and admiring a partially broken beer bottle? Something that could put a “weapon” in her hand as a way of foreshadowing what’s about to go down in Room 213.

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