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"𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭."
𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝟏𝟗𝟔𝟐
PEGGY HELD the cozy blanket tight around her as she laid in the eery, cold room.
She yawned loudly rubbing her eyes, the brunette could hear faint talking from next door.
The day before the group had all travelled to Hamburg, Germany for their two week stay.
Surprisingly, George and herself had been able to remember everything about the beginning of the month before and were still happily head over heels for each other.
The radio glitched into another song, which was Will You Love Me Tomorrow.
"Tonight, you're mine completely You give your love so sweetly Tonight, the light of love is in your eyes But will you love me tomorrow?"
She stood from the bottom bunk of the bunk beds, and swayed along to the song.
"Is this a lasting treasure Or just a moment's pleasure? Can I believe the magic of your sighs? Will you still love me tomorrow? Tonight with words unspoken You say that I'm the only one But will my heart be broken When the night (when the night) Meets the mor- (meets the morning sun)
I'd like to know that your love Is love I can be sure of So tell me now, and I won't ask again Will you still love me tomorrow? So tell me now, and I won't ask again Will you still love me tomorrow? Will you still love me tomorrow? Will you still love me-"
Peggy laid back on the bed and stared above her. The lads had gone out for breakfast, but she couldn't be bothered going since she wasn't feeling too well.
She reached over and grabbed a packet of cigarettes and a some matches, she headed over to the small window and opened it.
She sat herself down on the windowsill and lit her fag.
As she looked out the window to nothing other than, an alleyway, full of large bins and a group of men speaking. Wasn't the best sight, but had to do for the time being.
Peggy leaned her head back and hummed along to the song that was playing on the old radio.
That was then, the door swung open and the lads all walked in, George held a small bag with a large smile.
