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“What?”
“Luna’s things.”
The nosy woman hangs upside down from her bunk, watching me gather the clothes on the bed and stuffing them into the backpack. “Why? Where is she going? She didn’t come back last night. I was worried.”
“She’s fine. She was with me.” I pull the sheet down, trying to decide whether or not it belonges to her or the horror hostel, and then decide to leave it. She won’t need it.
“Dude. This is a women’s room.” Another woman steps into the room with a towel wrapped around her hair, her arms full with toiletries.
“I told him,” Nosy Woman tells her. “He’s holding Luna somewhere.”
“No. I’m not holding her anywhere. She’s staying with me.”
Nosy Woman taps me on the shoulder. Hard. “Then where is she?”
“She’s in the car outside. Look”—I hold up the bag, almost bursting with the clothes that were piled on her bed—“is this everything?” I ask impatiently.
“There are a few more things.”
I’m tempted to leave them. She can get new stuff. But something tells me she’ll just come back here, and I don’t think I can guarantee that this building is still going to be standing when she does.
“Can you grab her things, please, and I’ll send you £5000?” When all else fails, throw money at the issue. More money than what people will refuse. Luckily, I have plenty to spare.
The two women look at me and burst out laughing.
“Okay, £10,000. I’m busy. I give you ten seconds to take the offer or I’m asking that guy out front. He looks like he could use a new yellow monster hat.”
Nosy Woman looks about as impressed with me as I am with having to still be standing here arguing with her. “You’re not going to send us £10,000 just for collecting a few things.”
I pull out my phone and open up the bank app, then hand it to her. “Give me your bank transfer details.”
She rolls her eyes and takes my phone, then taps a few numbers and shoves it back at me. With a few quick clicks, I transfer five thousand to her.
Her phone instantly beeps.
“Holy fuck. He actually sent it.” She holds her phone out, showing the other woman.
“Get me everything and I’ll send you the rest.”
She jumps down from the bunk and starts opening the drawers and shoving their contents into Luna’s backpack, even pulling a few things off the other bunks. “Get her water bottle from the kitchen,” she yells at the other girl.
“But—”
“Go!”
She scurries off while Nosy Girl checks the room for anything she’s forgotten.
When she’s done, she hands the bag over to me. But she pulls it back when I reach for it, her face concerned.
“Hey, um, is she doing okay? She’s been kinda sad the last week. Crying every night. I think she thinks we can’t hear her, but I’d rather she stay here and cry than go for those long walks she takes every night. She came back really late one night about a week ago, looking kinda rough. I was worried about what might have happened to her.”
So had I.
I wondered a lot when I came back to see that she’d left without a word.
I’m still worried.
“She’ll be okay.”
