Ecstasy

Chapter 2

- Third Person • Alyssa focus -

Alyssa stirred, rolling over onto her stomach and letting out a soft huff. Her face was buried in the plush pillows of the hotel she has been staying in for the past week, her drunken mistake of doing nothing but taking off her heels before passing out unfortunately staining the white cotton in smears of her makeup. She opened her eyes at the feel of a vibration under her, pushing herself up by her elbows and wincing at the ache that drummed through her skull. Alyssa moved to sit up fully, feeling around for her phone as she woke up. She turned to look out of the window, and frowned at the overcast.

"Fuck." She mumbled — more like yawned — as she swung her legs to the edge of the bed, eventually standing on swaying feet. It wasn't the best idea to go 6 hours straight in heels she had barely broken in, but she can complain about her regrets on stylistic and actions at said wedding she attended later. Alyssa grabbed a towel, and started the shower. While she waited for the water to warm, she searched her purse for a bottle of Advil and dry swallowing the last two she had before going off to shower.

Alyssa towel dried her hair with another towel she grabbed from the linen closet, and frowned when she saw a bit of colour bleed onto the white linen, turning it a very light shade of pink, unnoticeable unless you stared for awhile. She needed to re-dye her hair soon. Alyssa got dressed, slipping on a plain white baby tee, a charcoal coloured cargo skirt, and old school high topped vans with white crew socks. While doing so, she checked her messages, frowning at the mass of texts from Grey she left last night.

Grey - ???
             alyssa r u drunk
             watching ur location move around assuming
             ur going back to the hotel be safe
             text me backwhen u wake up or whatever 😢
             sleep well

Alyssa - Grey i Have the Worst Hangover in the
               World imgonna die

Grey - goodmornifn to u too sorry im at work.
            what were those messages about meeting
            a girl??

Alyssa - dude the photographer my cousin hired
               not only was she like beautiful shes
               funny too

Grey - jesus christ lyss.....

Alyssa - what 😕

Grey - ur so......... gay....

Alyssa - wtf..? Anyway. i got her number and i told
               her i was going to msg her but im kinda
               nervous to cuz like?? wtf am i suppsed to
               say grey helpme out here.

Grey - wrong person to ask alyssa.... u think i talk
to people.

Alyssa - ur useless.
read 9:30am

Alyssa snickered and rolled her eyes, deciding to let her hair air dry and focus on finishing getting ready for the day before she stepped a foot out of this room. She had a day left in Washington, so she wanted to make the best of whatever she missed out on the past week. Alyssa finished putting on her makeup, a simple natural look with small wings of eyeliner. She grabbed her bag, leaving the hotel room and going down to the lobby. She looked at the breakfast buffet, before grabbing a double chocolate chip muffin and fixing herself a coffee. She sat at one of the tables in the corner, biting a small chunk out of her muffin as she opened her phone. Alyssa stared at Eva's contact, before shaking off her nerves and deciding to message the woman.