Westlin Motel - Room 120

[Gabriel Wolfe]

Sitting in his room he looked at the time, not long had passed and he felt hemmed in already, not fun when he was bored.
Getting up he got changed and then walked to the door, looking both ways he smiled when he didn't see anyone.
"Thank the lord for small mercys" his tone soft as he steps out shutting the door, his stomach growling slightly. Food was his next call it would seem.
walking softly to the lift he hit the button and waited.

[Gabriel Wolfe]

Leading Moira back to the hotel he grabs his bag and checks out, before heading on the ruins.