Mootel

We're now somewhere in Kentucky.
We've been walking for 3 days now, my god it this is taking long.
It has been 3 days and Arch has already killed 17 people.
I'm also a girl now, a blonde girl. Thank god I was wearing a sweater over my shirt this time, otherwise Arch would've never let me hear the end of it, again.

Me: You know we should probably rest somewhere.

Arch: I guess, might not hurt, except perhaps the inn keepers.

Me: Come on Arch, I'm tired, also we have to stop so I could put on my bra, my breasts are bouncing all over the place, it's really uncomfortable to walk like this.

Arch: Fine, but if somebody dies by my hands, I'm going to blame you.

Me: Alright...

We stayed at a motel called Mootel. It's a stupid pun, especially since there are no cows around here, who is this motel targeting?

I took a shower and had a change of wardrobe. It was refreshing.
Arch was hungry so he went to the café next door.

I guess staying here for a day wouldn't hurt our mission.