Chapter 29: Flight

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"Thanks Britta," Casey mumbled, longing to be out of the public lobby area.

"You know how to find me if you need anything," Britta said, patting her hand.

She nodded as Britta finally let go and stood back, watching silently as Casey turned and made her way up to the elevators quickly. Once she'd reached her room, she jumped in the shower and sat down against the cold tiled wall, sighing as she let the water rush over her head.

Once she was finished, she changed into fresh clothes and slowly wandered out onto the balcony. There was a single lounge chair to one side and she decided to relax for a while before she left, letting the sun warm her skin.

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Seb lay across his bed, staring at the wall. He felt so tired but no matter what he tried, sleep wouldn't find him. His phone suddenly sounded the new message chime and he lurched over to grab it.

"Seb. Can we talk? I'm really sorry about last night."

His heart sunk as he saw the message. It was not the girl he'd been hoping for.

"There's nothing to talk about Hayley."

"Look, I just want us to be friends. I shouldn't have done what I did."

He groaned, feeling exhausted and empty. He couldn't deal with Hayley right now.

WIthout responding, he exited out of the message and instead called Casey, sighing as he hit voicemail... again.

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Hayley frowned at her phone. It had been half an hour and Seb still hadn't replied. Maybe he had no intention to. She had to see him again to explain herself. They couldn't just leave it like this.

She looked through her phone contacts to see if she still had any of the Red Bull crew on her list. Smiling to herself, she found a few familiar names and sent a quick text out to ask which hotel they were all staying in. If Seb wouldn't come out, then she would just have to go to him.

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Casey woke up with a start at the noise of the balcony door sliding open. She'd slept so much already that day, she couldn't believe she'd fallen asleep yet again. Even more to her surprise, it was already dark outside.

"Casey!" Jacob's voice sounded surprised as he spotted her and stepped out towards her.

"Oh, Jake," she smiled sheepishly, welcoming his warmth as he sat on the edge of the lounger and leaned over to hug her tightly.

His green eyes scanned her face and she felt immediately better just to have him there. One couldn't underestimate the ability of Jake or Evan's presence to make one feel better.

Evan soon followed Jacob out on to the balcony and grinned at the pair of them.

"Hello my little stowaway," he said, leaning over and kissing the top of her head.

"Have you talked to Seb?" Jacob asked hesitantly.

She shook her head, "I've been working on a case of narcolepsy instead."

"So about as productive as normal then?" Evan teased, offering his hand to pull her up.

She took it and squeaked as he lifted her up and pulled her into his chest protectively.

"Jeez, you idiot, you're freezing. Could you have picked a worse place to fall asleep?" he growled, guiding her back inside.

"It was sunny when I came out here," she frowned, still surprised that the whole day had gone.

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