Chris
Capitol Plaza rested in the heart of downtown, rising high into the air next to I-5. It like many hotels had its own parking garage, along with vallet services. It too seemed to have a large a spacious lobby, with numerous couches and chairs for people to relax and wait while they were being checked in, though minor tweaks in furnishing and layout here and there gave it a slightly different look and feel.
The card key was waiting on Chris at the front desk and the elevator was easy enough to find. The elevator took a minute to arrive, and with it a elderly couple stepped off. Once inside, the card key was required to select floor five, but it was a fairly short trip, and the signs giving the general room number groupings made it easy to find room 527.
Allison's door was cracked open slightly, and upon entering you could hear the shower and music coming from the locked bathroom. Every once and a while you could catch Allison's voice signing along softly with Paramoure. The room itself was not big, though it looked like she had put extra floral print blankets over the windows to give a bit more sancutary from the day's embrace. The television was on the news, though the volume was turned down to a soft level.
Shortly after entering, the shower cut off, and the sound of the shower curtains sliding across the bar could be heard. As Allison stepped out of the shower, she grabbed a towel to dry off. She threw on a black tank-top, and some pajama pants, and grabbed a dry towel to wrap her hair. With a click of the door, she stepped out of the bathroom, i-phone in hand, while cutting off Paramoure in the middle of a song.