2: Hotel 'n' Mornings

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When I got in my hotel room I was tired and it was like 10:30 pm. I put my suitcase down on the left side of the bed, unzipped it and took out my pj's and put them on. By the time I got in bed was 11:30. I was so tired that could sleep on a bed of nails and not get disturbed. And that night I dreamed of me and markimoo jamming to mixes of Twenty One Pilots, Panic! At the Disco, and Fall Out Boy. Then after that we went on a date that lasted forever until I woke up. The alarm woke me saying 'wake up, just wake up, open your eyes cuz if you don't you just might DIE!' Which is from Matthias's singing Askmatt.

After getting up I took a shower and got my Markiplier's Hero's shirt and my self-made Markiplier pants with warfstaches and M's all over. I was just going to have a breakfast bar but decided to have eggs and apple juice from the hotel's Breakfast Bar. The cashier was someone familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Oh ya, it was ihascupquake. I guess she was here for a little more money or something, I didn't ask.

The conversation we had was normal yet not normal. It went something like this. (IHC is ihascupquake and M is me) 'IHC: Hello. What would you like. M: I would like an Orange Juice and a thing of bacon and eggs. IHC: Is that all? M: Yes. Hey, you look familiar. You're ihascupquake aren't you? IHC: Yes I am. Who is asking? M: I'm (Y/N). I'm a big fan of you and your work! IHC: Thank you! Anyway, your food will be ready in a minute. For you this will be free. M: Thanks! IHC: No problem.' You would think that it was normal but it wasn't at all. But after that I ate my eggs, bacon and O.J. It was awesome, probably the best breakfast I've had. I gave that a 5 star rating.

This chapter was challenging to write. It took almost two weeks to think of this and I don't know if this is good or not. If you don't know ihascupquake, I recommend to watch and subscribe to her. I'll see you in the next chapter! Bye!

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