Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
April 11, 20XX Saturday
The room was huge.
I could barely even hear Taehyung, who slept on the couch outside the room.
Shielding my eyes from the sun, I slip out of bed.
The conference wasn't until later in the afternoon and I wondered how we would fill time until then.
I start to strip off my pajamas, digging into my suitcase to find something to wear today.
"Probably just tweed pants and matching blazer," I mumble, holding them up in the mirror.
The mirror suddenly lights up and startles me.
I watch the LED letters flash in the center.
H E L L O
Are you kidding me?
Now, I understand why the room cost a grand.
W H A T L O O K A R E Y O U
G O I N G F O R ?
"Professional," I say, but then immediately feel like a fool when the options pop up on the mirror. I tap the option and watch it run some data before it computes that the items in my hand are 67% professional.
"It was a set," I explain myself to the mirror.
Omg, I've lost my mind.
I quickly put on my outfit before slipping out of my room, searching the living room to see that Taehyung has folded the blanket carefully on the couch.
Since he's nowhere in sight, I assume that he probably went out to grab breakfast.
My shoulders fall down from the tense position I had them in.
I guess I should search for a place to eat too.
As I take my phone out of my pocket, I catch the curtain move.
My heart flips, but then I realize that the door to the balcony is open.
A glimpse of Taehyung lets me know that he's out there.
Oh gosh, that scared me.
Spotting his backpack next to the couch, I see that he's left it open.
