I will, love you.
Ben replied. I smiled, holding the phone close to my chest.
Love you too. Write me when you get home.
“Are you going to keep standing here or will you go to your room?” The reception lady was uncomfortably staring at me. As if I was the biggest bother in her life.
“I’m going.” I answered without bothering with her at all. I felt so cozy that someone like that wouldn’t make me spit fire. I quietly happily jumped my way through the corridor to the elevators to get to my room. I had quite a few things to prepare for tomorrow.
The morning alarm was so annoying. I looked at my phone to check if Ben got home safely. I fell asleep because of the wine without even changing my clothes or showering. There were a few messages from him, the first few ones were him telling me how
