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Cher's POV

"The name's Chris Hemsworth." The farmer told me shorty after getting in the tractor. We chatted for a while, he's a kind fella' with very funny stories.

We are now travelling, very slowly, down country lanes but with civilisation in sight. It's been a few hours since we left Cillian and the cows. I wonder how he's getting on, the sun is creeping lower and lower, and darkness is settling in.

"Might have to stop for the night m'dear," says the farmer, "can't drive in the night ay."

"Oh... do you know where i can stay?" I enquire. Looks like i'll be spending more time in England than i planned.

"There's a B&B just down the lane, i'll take you darlin'."

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Hemsworth dropped me off and i said my thanks. I'm here at a very traditional English cottage-style B&B. Looks very small but very cosy. I enter the Reception and am greeted by a small lady with the name tag of, 'Kimmy D'. Strange name i think to myself.

"Hello ma'am, do you have any rooms available for tonight?" I politely ask, hoping there is.

"Unfortunately we are fully booked." She looks at me with a sympathet look on her face.

"No kidding," i mumble, "Well is there no other way i could stay here?" I ask in desperation. I just need to sleep after my long day today.

"Well Miss...you could always bunk in with one of our guests? They also are only staying for one night." She says cautiously, as if i might think of her proposal as preposterous.

I agree in desperation. God help me i just need a peaceful night.

Cillian's POV

Cher gets in the tractor and off she goes. Oh well. She could've been more patient, i could've took her to where she needed to be.

I cautiously reverse my Corsa down the lane behind me. I hope i don't run over a pigeon or some shit. I happen to spot an opening in the bushes, leading to a field with track marks on. Sweet. Cher should've stayed after all.

It's been a few hours since Cher left me and the cows. I wonder how she's getting on, the sun is creeping lower and lower, and darkness is settling in.

I know i can't drive in the dark so i book a room in a small B&B. It's one double bed and a tiny bathroom. Sweet, i got the last vacancy.

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I get a knock on my door around 30 minutes later. Scared me shitless not gonna lie, i was trying to nap. This is just gonna be room service or whatever. Wait do B&Bs even do room servic-

But when i open my door, i don't see room service.

What the fuck is Cher doing here?

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