I woke up with a start,panting and sweating. Trying to shake the dream from my head,I got up and made my way to the bathroom,it was after 10,so I washed my face and decided to take a short shower.After I finished showering I made my way to the bedroom and started rummaging around in my luggage to find something to wear.
I found a long-sleeved white blouse and a blue and white high waist shorts,I clipped them into place and threw on a pair of white and blue checkered wedges on.
They were seriously comfy but very old,well most of my clothes are old and this outfit is the only suitable one to be worn outside and I make a mental note to go shopping and that's exactly what I did,after having a breakfast of eggs,pancakes and an apple and a glass of orange juice.
I made my way to the lobby of the hotel while bumping into a few staff members,a lot of them were bustling about more than I've seen,when I reached the lobby I was greeted by a smiling Trisha.
" Good morning miss Liliana " she greeted me," I told you before you don't need to address me as miss,it makes me feel old." She laughs at my statement and nods,"so where are you off to so early in the morning" she asked raising one of her tampered eyebrows,"actually I'm going out to view the city and probably do some shopping" I admitted"anyway I'll see you when I return." I said cutting the conversation short,we said our goodbyes and parted ways,I made my way to the heart of the city by cab because I was at the upper east side of New York. After I stopped the cab and paid the fare,I started walking down the street,after walking for about 8 minutes straight,i spotted this huge store and looking through the window were beautiful clothing that you'd swear you'd see famous models wearing.
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