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Here Ellie watched as Jack waved and walked towards the stairs, breathing a sigh of relief. He had bought her excuse, and given her some time alone. She stood there for a moment before she too headed passed the commotion in the Cafe and down the stairs. At the foot of the stairs, a yawn escaped Ellie's mouth proving to her how tired she really was. She walked into her room and immediately changed into her
pajamas. Finally, she slumped into bed and fell asleep.
Ellie awoke from a dreamless sleep the next morning. Still tired, she lingered in bed for awhile before rolling out and getting ready for the day ahead. As she was putting on her
tank top,
tube top,
skirt, and
boots an idea hit her. She searched for a piece of paper and pencil, and flopped down on her bed when she had found them. Making four columns on the paper, she named two of them "pros" and two of them "cons", then labeled them either "Jack" or "Luke". She sat on the bed for a moment, staring at the paper and slightly chewing on the pencil. But for some reason, she couldn't think of anything to write.
"I can't believe I even had such a stupid idea. I really must be losing it." Ellie crumpled the paper and tossed it onto her desk. Flopping backwards onto the bed, Ellie tried to relax, not really hungry enough to go check on breakfast.