The next day Marsha was up early watching some old classics on the television in the room lazily. Her body was tangled with Michael'a as light snores left his limp body. Between then his phone vibrated and Marsha tilted her head back at the sound. Immediately she glanced away when she noticed the Twitter icon.
Partially because she was too tired.
Partially because she knew it was just another fan
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Marsha woke up 6:30,one hour after she went to bed, and rolled sideways. She immediately groaned aloud in frustration when she sunk into the warm imprint of Michael's body instead of colluding with his. She didn't even bother to text him.
It was too frustrating to think about.
She went to the bathroom and cleaned up quickly then came back to the room where she threw on a pair of gray yoga pants, a camouflage sports bra and matching sneakers. She was going to visit the hotel's gym because she hadn't worked out in weeks and she could already feel the food pushing to make flabs on her toned stomach.
On her way out she noticed that Calum's hotel room door was opened. She peeked inside to see him and Luke playing video games. What were they doing there? "Hey guys"she said from the doorway as she casually glanced around for Michael. Calum looked at her and immediately turned back around with a sharp hum.
Luke responded with a "Hey Marshy" cheekily whilst flashing his dimples and Marsha smiled at him, ignoring Calum's previous cold behavior. "No work today?" she asked curiously as Luke turned back towards the video game and he shook his head. "Nah. Free day. Two more days and we're going to Tampa!"he exclaimed anxiously and although Marsha wanted to laugh, she couldn't.
In Fact she felt deflated.
Michael had a free day but he wasn't home.
