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Chapter 18: Balloons Make Everything Better?

The chapters title doesn't even agree with me, but hey it sounds fun anyway.
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I woke up the next day to several thumps on my bedroom door, in this case my hotel room. I slowly rose and unlocked my door, my back hunched over. My eyes were probably all squint when I looked up, finding out whoever was knocking on my door.

"Why hello sleeping Beauty." Triston chuckled. His hand was on his cuffs trying to fix his cuff link, a tie was hanging untied over his shoulders.

I stretched a little, making a few cracking sounds and finally stood up straight. I walked closer to him and began tying his tie, I felt his cool minty breath on my forehead. My arms were resting on his chest as I wrap the thicker side around the thinner side.

"around the waterfall, over the moon, then through the ring..." I mumbled quietly to myself. I felt Tristan chest slightly rumble, keeping himself from laughing. I looked up at him with my sleepy-annoyed face.

"Excuse me, but what would be your problem?" I asked, slowly tightening his tie. His face began turning red as he bit his lip slightly harder. I raised my eyebrows, as if asking him to go on.

He burst out laughing. "You look like a panda..." he said while laughing. I glared at him and tightened the tie a bit more until it tightened around his neck, then removed my fingers and cross my arms in front of my chest. He quickly placed his hands around the knot I made and slightly loosened it.

"Hey! What was that for!" he wheezed. I smirked and slammed the door on his face. I heard a loud groan and heavy footsteps.

I stepped into the connecting bathroom to take a quick shower.

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I walked down the large staircase into the living room, then walking to the island nearby. I sat down beside a hunched over Triston munching on his cereal. Which as I see the remnants, were lucky charms. I began to giggle, he seems so big and scary, yet he eats lucky charms. I walked towards the fridge to get a carton of OJ.

"What's so funny?" Triston asked, slurping his milk from his bowl.

"Nothing! Just remembered something funny, that's all." I snickered, walking around him I made sure not to look directly at him, so I wouldn't laugh too much.

I sat down beside him, he turned his face and looked at my outfit, which consisted of a pair of overalls and a sleeve less striped crop top. The overalls were high enough to cover most of my stomach.

"Excuse me, Miss. But did you not see the clothes I threw on your bed?" Triston asked in a southern accent.

I answered him back in the same way, "I'm sorry, Sir. But I have the right to choose what I want to where. Plus this is actually really nice!" I pointed on my outfit, pointing towards my bottoms. Which I folded my pant legs, and wore a pair of strappy wedges.

"So. I technically have the right to force you since I bought them." he replied.

"Technically it was Marissa." I glared at him.

"She's my sis-" he was cut short when the doorbell rang.

"I'll answer it!" I shouted, running to the door unlocking the three locks, which also included a pass code.

To my surprise, when I opened the door, it was Marissa standing at the door. She smiled brightly, and jumped to hug me. I missed her so much since I haven't seen her in like forever, so I hugged her back pretty tightly I must say.

"Marissa, how was Milan?" Triston spoke up behind me.

Marissa looked over at her brother and smiled brightly. "It was great! You should've seen all the Italians, and oh my tour guide!" She said, dreamily.