| Good Times pt.3; Unpredicted | Zhang Peng |

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With a big yawn she woke up, rubbing her eyes

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With a big yawn she woke up, rubbing her eyes. She sat up in her bed, while stretching she looked around- only to notice that her friends already left. With a pout she turned to the nightstand to see two notes laying there.

"Alright, alright" she mumbles as she stumbles out of bed, "guess I'll go entertain myself".

Another yawn escaped her mouth as she made her way towards her suitcase, pulling out an outfit. After getting dressed and combing her hair she was ready to leave- she wanted to pull the door closed but she just in time remembered that she still has to grab her key. 

While twirling her key around she took the stairs down to the lobby. She had seen the note of one of her friends that she went to the pool, so that's the first place she headed too. She looked around the corner to see her friend chatting with a male she had never seen before. They seemed to be having fun- so instead of bothering them she twirled around ready to find something she could do. 

That was until she bumped into something, or rather a someone.

She fall backwards on her butt as she looked up, quickly apologizing as she jumped back to her feet. Mumbling apology after apology.

Suddenly she felt her hair being ruffled, finally making her look up.

"Don't worry sweetheart", the gentle voice made her feel less awkward, "I may be old, I can handle something. Don't forget your key and have a nice day" the old man told her with a friendly smile as he continued to walk away.

She buried her head in her hands, shaking her head softly.

Out of all people she had bumped into an old man and even lost her balance.

With a sigh she wanted to bend over to grab her key, that was until someone beat her to it. She let out a soft cry, already imagining this person robbing her from her suitcase.

"I believe this is yours" she heard a voice call out to her, she noticed the slight accent when he spoke.

When she looked up, she had to blink a few times- wondering if she was watching a drama instead of a human. Right in front her was a tall man, holding her key in between his fingers.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 30, 2019 ⏰

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