a night with Nik

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We get out off the car at a hotel, not a motel, a hotel. "Klaus, why are we here?" I ask. "What, the Burgandy Hotel? You love it here." He says paying the girl at the front desk for two nights. "Klaus, I can only stay for one night, you know, school." "I've done taken care of that problem, you now have a three day weekend." He states. "How?" "Let's just say there might be a holiday they tried to make you go to school on." "Oh. What room are we in?" He smirked, "We are in room 307, your favorite room in this building, mainly because it had the best view on the balcony." He was right, that was the reason it was my favorite. We walk in and I instantly notice that they never took the broken mirror out, telling me that Klaus compelled them to never enter this room, but then the table tells me otherwise, sparkling champagne on ice and roses.

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