trip to Paris part two

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you have no idea how bad i feel i know i said i would update like ages ago but i literally had no internet we moved houses and school started 

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in my life i have been in many different situations but getting in jail is definely not one of them 

3hours ago

since we are going to be stuck in this hotel for a week i decided i might aswell unpack,but i only managed to unzip the bag and then fell asleep dreaming of my super hot calvin klein model boyfriend who i obviously dont have 

and not long after some selfish person decided to wake me up from my beautiful dream

knock

knock

knock knock

knock knock knock knock knock

i groanded and shoved the pillow over my head and tried to ignore the knocks

"ally knock ally? knock are knock knock knock you in there ally?"

knock

"SHUT UP"i yelled but sighing in defeat and opening the door to a very inmpatient erin, who seemed to have no care in the world that its 1am.

"you know whats the point of being a maid if your going to do nothing but sleep" i looked at him with a blank expression

"its 1 in the mourning" 

"so?"

"there better be some sort of natural disaster happening if your waking me up and 1 IN THE MOURNING"i screeched in his face, but erin didnt seem to flinch especially with  a cranky girl with really bad bed hair .

"its much worse"

"whats worse than a natural disaster?" i questioned 

"im hungry" before he could say anything else i slammed the door and dived back onto the bed, like who the hell has the nerve to wake up a girl on her period its practically a death wish.

knock

knock

knock knock

knock

"you know if i dont get fed i wont be able to sleep and i'll just keep banging on the door till you open" i could practically feel is smirk through the door

i sighed once again and dragged myself to the door and opened the door to see erin still leaning against the door tapping his foot.

"what do you want?"i hissed,glaring at the floor,he is kind of my boss and i need this money so i dont think swearing at him will get me a pay check anytime soon.

trust me if i didnt work for this guy, i would have chucked him out the window by now, i mean i know some rich people can be real snobish but this guy is so arrogant and selfish,i could care less how hot and good looking he is,the ego completely ruins it for me.

"i want a sandwich"he says not even bothering to make eye contact, staring at the ceiling with a bored expression.

sandwich my ASS!!!

"we dont go shopping till tomorrow,theres no food in the fridge"i reasoned, 

"well why dont you go grocery shopping now"he said as if its the most obvious thing ever

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