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[allison-lemon]

“So I’m just after running this morning, and I pop by Starbucks for a cuppa and it’s completely jammers, d’you know? Then I catch this feckin langer, flamin like mad, trying to grab my arse! So I give him a puck right in the mouth, and they tell me to leave. Didn’t even get my damn coffee. Unbelievable.”

[allison-lemon]

A sense of impending doom | Sloane & Allison

“Sloane?” Allison hurries down the hallway, hoping she had remembered the room number right. Otherwise this would be very embarrasing. She finally gets to room 102 and starts banging on the door, much too urgently for it to be socially acceptable. It doesn’t matter though, she needs help and she needs it now. “SLOANE! Are you in there? It’s Allison! You have to let me in, it’s very important!” She waits impatiently for the door to open, and all she wants to do is scream at the top of her lungs. Considering their earlier transaction, she’s aware that she looks like a mad pill addict, and right now she’d honestly prefer that scenario. In tears, Allison knocks on the door a bit louder, waiting for the world’s longest moment to be over.

[allison-lemon]

2:17 AM | Allison & Mico

Several hours had passed since Allison had crawled into bed, but she was still wide awake. She still hadn’t gotten used to the new climate and the new noises yet... and then there was the fact that she hadn’t slept alone in years. Around 1:30, she was curshing herself for not buying sleeping pills. She couldn’t stand the feeling of being completely alone in the room. Not tonight. After much frustrated consideration, she got out of bed and into the hallway.

She stopped a few doors down and knocked on the lilac suite. A soft one at first, then a few louder ones when she realised he probably wouldn’t have heard her. Allison knew that this was terribly rude, but she just needed someone. And he had after all asked if she didn’t get lonely, travelling all by herself. He’d understand, she was sure of it. She leaned against the wall and hugged her pillow while she waited for him to come out.

[allison-lemon]

“Excuse me, mr. Bartender,” Allison leaned in, resting her elbows on the bar while she waited for him to come to her assistance. “I’m in dire need of a drink. Or maybe a few different ones...”

[allison-lemon]

“Excuse me?” She leaned in over the reception desk, standing on her toes so she would be closer to the receptionist’s eye level. “I don’t mean to be rude, but I didn’t get my wake-up call this morning like I’d asked.”

[itsalwright]

“Don’t even fucking ask what happened, don’t think about it.” Alfie growled at the other as he placed his hands on the floor to try and push himself up from the position he had so gracefully fallen in seconds before. “You’re not going to get an answer so dont even fucking try.”

[allison-lemon]

“Ughhhh. What do you do about horrible jetlag? My head is killing me.”

[elise-huntington-blog]

Elise had quite a wild night, wild being getting thrashed beyond belief and waking up in a stranger’s bed. So to avoid any awkward confrontations when her one-night-stand wakes up, she thought it’d be best to escape through the window. At first it was such a sublime idea, but eventually she thought it was just really stupid since she didn’t know what room she was in and hoped she was at least in her floor. A few more risky steps and finally she thought she was outside of her window and pried it open. “Shit,” was what came out of her mouth first once she finally looked up. “Sorry, apparently this was the wrong room.” A hearty chuckle came out of Elise.