around the lobby; open
Alice had woken up at sunrise, throwing an arm over her head. She rolled over and saw John shirtless on the other side of the bed. She was still clothed, and John still had his boxers on. At least I didn't do anything he'd regret. She snuck out of bed quietly, trying not to move it or shift the covers. She didn't want him to wake up and regret what he'd done.
Part of Alice was upset at getting a crush at all. She knew logically that she was probably forming attachments to combat the craziness that was her life at the moment. I'm just clinging to someone because I'm in Crazyville and I need to stabilize myself somehow. I just need some distance. He doesn't want me.
As quietly as she could, she tiptoed out of the room with her clothes in hand, across the hall into her own room. She changed into her spare outfit out of her bag, going to the bathroom area to fix her hair and wash her face.
She wondered if the bar served breakfast. What do drunks drink at seven thirty in the morning?
Part of Alice was upset at getting a crush at all. She knew logically that she was probably forming attachments to combat the craziness that was her life at the moment. I'm just clinging to someone because I'm in Crazyville and I need to stabilize myself somehow. I just need some distance. He doesn't want me.
As quietly as she could, she tiptoed out of the room with her clothes in hand, across the hall into her own room. She changed into her spare outfit out of her bag, going to the bathroom area to fix her hair and wash her face.
She wondered if the bar served breakfast. What do drunks drink at seven thirty in the morning?