Chapter 3 - From The Dining Table

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Y/n's pov:

As Ian and I entered our room he rushed into the bathroom, I took this time to choose the bed farthest away from the bathroom, knowing that he goes to the bathroom several times during the night, I put my suitcase and backpack on the bed as I took my clothes that was neatly folded from my suitcase placing it on the bed, I also took my laptop out of the backpack and put it on the small round table we had in the room, I saw that in one part of the room was a desk with an ash-tray. I took the ash-tray and stepped through the sliding door that lead to a small balcony with a small table with two chairs, as soon as I closed the sliding door I pulled a chair out so I could take a seat, I reached for the pocked that inside my jacket and pulled a cigarette and my lighter from it, putting the cigarette between my lips I looked at the beautiful view that the big apple had to offer, I lit the end of the smoke I took a drag looking towards the sliding door, I could see Ian was already sitting on his bed busy with a phone call, I reached my hand towards the glass door and knocked on it, Ian looked at me as I pointed towards the cigarette in my hand suggesting if he wanted one.

 I took the ash-tray and stepped through the sliding door that lead to a small balcony with a small table with two chairs, as soon as I closed the sliding door I pulled a chair out so I could take a seat, I reached for the pocked that inside my ja...

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(Y/n's outfit btw)

Ian quickly made his way outside the room, sitting in the chair opposite of me, I pulled the packet from the pocket and handed it to him, placing the ash-tray closer to him but still within reach, after doing so I disposed the ash of my cigarette into it, taking another drag. I pulled my phone out with the piece of paper that had Jenna's phone on it, I entered the number into my phone and decided to text her

Jenna

Heyya Jen, it's Y/n :)

I waited for her to text back which was almost right away

Hey hot stuff, what took you so long? ;)

I felt my cheeks get heated up at the text, 'Why are you blushing? Stop it' I thought to myself, I shook my head, putting the butt of the cigarette into the ash-tray, I quickly texted the short brunette back and kept the conversation going.

I had to put my stuff away, I was actually just hanging out with my manager in our room's balcony, why?

Just wanted to know

I was wondering if you wanted to hang out before heading out for the meeting

Sure, what floor are you on rn?

7th floor, you?

Same, I'm at room 703

NO FUCKING WAY! I'm in room 714

So you're right across the hallway?

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