Chapter 27 : (w)Rap me up

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A/N: it's a long update. Again, written in a rush so my apologies for all the errors and inconsistencies.

For MUPh season pass tickets giveaway details, see end notes. 🥂 😘

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"This was not part of the plan. I regret drinking. My head is splitting!", Adline grunted. Her black silk Miss Universe delegate bathrobe hanging loose on her svelte body as she dragged her feet in the hallway to knock at the room adjacent to hers and Ayu.

"Belle, Amanda! Please open the door. I left my pouch inside your room. I need my Calpol", the Indian closed her eyes and leaned her forehead on the brown painted door - a poor attempt to suppress a throbbing migraine. The sound of the chain bolt lock and lever opening on the other side caused her to straighten up.

"Why in the heavens are you knocking so early?", Bernadette Belle yawned whilst wiping her eyes.

Adline invited herself inside the room and headed straight to look for her pouch near the TV area. "I need my pouch and it's already five thirty in the morning. It's interview day, of course I'll be early."

"Right. Completely forgot you're part of the first batch", the Singaporean scratched her head prior to tightening her robe.

"Wait a minute", Adline halted and was surprised to see a different girl in Belle's room. She turned to face her Singaporean pageant sister and placed a hand over her opened mouth.

"Why is Aisha here? Where's Amanda? Oh my god. Did——oh my god", her eyes grew wide at Belle.

"Your guess is as good as mine. She traded beds with Amanda, I pushed to ask more but she wasn't spilling anything", the Singaporean shrugged then looked at the sleeping Japanese woman.

"Oh my god, oh my god", Adline pranced a step or two before grabbing her blue pouch from the table.
"Did they?", she whispered in an effort to not disturb the Japanese girl who was snoring lightly.

"Adline, do you think I know everything? I'm clueless as much as you are", the Singaporean tried to whisper while rummaging through her red suitcase. "We'll find out soon ——— do you think we can order breakfast already? I'm starving and I could feel the toll of the tequila in my head. I need anything citrus, carbs, anything!"

The Indian woman relaxed and sighed, "just try calling room service. I'm going back to my room, got my pouch already. Thanks, Belle". She leaned forward near the Singaporean delegate, "update me".

"I think all of us would want an update, I'll message you. Best of luck later. Kill the panel", Belle chuckled.

Adline snickered and tapped her index finger on her head, "hopefully this pain doesn't kill me first!".

They both laughed softly before Adline went to open the door to leave , "Good luck to you, too!".

Aisha stirred from her sleep, her eyes slowly opening - rays from the floor lamp peek through her lashes. "What time is it?", the Japanese asked Belle. Her voice dry and hoarse from slumber.

The Singaporean looked over the wireless bluetooth speaker with a digital clock on the bedside table, "It's five forty. Wanna have breakfast here with me instead?"

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