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I open the door to our hotel room. We got one big hotel room since that was way cheaper, and none of us are together anyway. Mister Nickson is okay with us sharing rooms.
The first thing I see is the small kitchen, with a furnace so we can cook, and a table with six chairs. We are probably going to use that a lot, since going out for food each time is expensive.
When you walk a little further, you get in the 'living room' which is pretty much attached to the kitchen, only a half wall on the left side separating it from each other.
This entire part has a light turquoise theme. The table, chairs, and kitchen are all white with little turquoise accents.
The couch, where mister Nickson is sleeping is white as well, with a turquoise duvet and cushions with a white pattern laying on top.
The small television is attached to the left wall. In the right wall are three white doors, and opposite of the door to the hallway is a glass door leading to a small balcony without any furniture, unless you count the white railing.
Emely opens one of the doors in the right corner of the living room, which happens to be the bathroom with a shower, toilet and a big sink in front of an even bigger mirror. Everything is white, expect for the tiny free soaps, which have a turquoise package.
Alex walks trough the door next to that, which is a bedroom with a closet and two-personbed. Mike does the same to the door left, which shows a similar bedroom. Both rooms have turquoise walls, white floors and a turquoise rug, the bed and closet all white.
Mister Nickson walks over to the couch and pulls at something, so it turns into a bed. "Pullout couch. Could've expected that one." he mutters, which receives laughter from both Alex and Mike.
"So we're staying here until when?" Emely asks mister Nickson.
"If I read everything correctly, we have to find a place to stay ourselves until the teams are decided, and once that's done, you stay in a house with the entire team, including the other bands, which would mean that you guys will have to show your faces to at least them.
I'll probably have to stay here, or sneak back to my Doncaster apartment, but if I do that someone might catch me and that would mean I lose my job and people go on a searching spree for you lot, so I think I'm staying here in the hotel."
Once we all have put our bags inside and sat down the topic of Starway comes up again, naturally.
"Okay, so Liam told me some stuff. What if we show our faces in the half finals, because that's the round in which fans vote. People will naturally get curious about who we are, and if we show our faces, it'll boost the amount of attention to us even more, and so locals will vote for us.
Then after that, there's only finals left. We gained an audience by then who are dedicated and will vote for us, if we play good we'll be loved by judges as well, and we only have to worry about the audience anymore, which mostly exists of fans, so that isn't too difficult.
What do you think Nickson?"
"That's actually smart. Emely, Day, did you guys hear that? Mike was smart for once."
Alex looks at us, hints of sarcasm in their eyes and tone. Mike slaps their arm and mister Nickson shakes his head.
