Norman spotted you from across the carpark, he’d finished
cleaning out the rooms as Dylan pointed you to a room. His curiosity clawed at
him, finding himself watching you.
He followed at a distance, sometimes cleaning your room
slower than he would have with eth other rooms, he liked your perfume. After Norma,
had gotten to know you, worming her way into your life, she insisted you stay
in one of the rooms in the house and earn your keep.
Its a dream to get to work off someone like her, especially with a character like mine that is very much the opposite in the sense that he is not expressive. One of the Things I loved about getting to work with Vera was we learned early on that our characters would eventually be paired up in some fashion. Given that Romero was so closed off and had his own turmoil and dark past, I enjoyed knowing that Norma eventually draw him out of his shell and bring his guard down. That was always fun to work with her on that, in those scenes.
You screamed as someone shot at you and out of nowhere
another person gripped you by the waist and dragged you out of the line of fire.
He smiled and tried to keep you calm despite the large gun in his hands.
“Hey listen I’m not going to hurt you, my names Dylan.” He
“(Y/N).” You mumbled.
“Right, (Y/N) do you know what you found?” He asked,
swallowing nervously when you nodded. “You’re going to need to run that way until
you hit the road and then skip town as soon as you can.”
Dylan smiled when he opened the front door to find you stood
in front of him, it had taken him weeks to convince both you and Norma that you
should work at the hotel and live at the house with them but finally, you gave
“Finally, your stuffs been here for a week.” Dylan muttered
as he tugged you inside.
“Hi Norman.” You say as he pulls you towards the stairs and
past the living room.