𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

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𝗁𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗅'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗏

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𝗁𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗅'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗏

I sat down on the bed in my hotel room, looking around at everything that was now empty, and my bags, fully packed and ready to go

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I sat down on the bed in my hotel room, looking around at everything that was now empty, and my bags, fully packed and ready to go. My flight was at noon tomorrow, so I had to be there at ten, and it was around 45 minutes from my hotel, so I had to leave at around 9:15, so I had to wake up around 8:15. I hate flights.

"Haz, come on!" Niki exclaimed. "Stop moping, let's go out!" She exclaimed

"Ugh, but I'm so tired!" I groaned, flopping back onto the bed.

"You've spent all day packing and you won't have time to see anyone tomorrow! Come on!" She exclaimed, trying to drag me out of bed.

"Stop!" I laughed, flailing around aimlessly.

"Come on!" She laughed

"Fine!" I smiled, getting up.

"You'll come?" She asked

"Yeah, I'll come," I replied.

"Wooooo!" She cheered, clapping and jumping.

"Alright, calm down. Let me get ready," I laughed

"Get ready quick! We have a dinner reservation to make!" She exclaimed

"Good lord," I chuckled, rolling my eyes

"Good lord," I chuckled, rolling my eyes

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