room 426 >> h.s

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America walked in the cold, winter air, silently cursing herself for not getting her coat. She just came back from the nightclub she worked at.

Reaching her apartment, the scent of flames hit her nostrils, flabbergasting her. she opened the door, only to be met with flames everywhere. everywhere. She coughed, trying to find her way through the smoke.

Her eyes moved frantically, searching for the suitcase she had in her room. it was a small emergency suitcase, packed with clothes, undergarments, and a good amount of cash. She let a sigh of relief escape her lips, running towards the suitcase.

She grabbed her cellphone, keys, purse, and her suitcase just as smoke began filling her lungs. Before anything happens, she sprints out of the door, running downstairs and out of the building.

She called her friend, Sebastian who works at a hotel *thank the lord*.

"AMERICA DARLING, HOW YA DOIN'?" Bash shouted, his voice ringing through the phone. "Bash, can you book a room for me at the hotel? I'll explain when I get there." She bit her lip, silently hoping he would.

"Uh, yeah sure. Is everything alright Am?" He asked, concern evident in his voice. "I told you, I'll explain later Bash. see ya." She hung up, opened her car, and roared it to life, making her way to the hotel.

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heyy. sorry this was such a short chapter. just a filler i guess. and its in italics bc this was in the past lol.