Natalia
I pack up my tiny duffle, strapping it over my shoulder and barreling down the hall to the front door as fast as my feet will allow.
I have no clue why the hell I’d even thought staying over at this place would have been a good idea.
Fuck them.
They’ve been assholes to me since the day we met. Why on earth had I thought I’d gain a little sympathy from them?
Now I’m stranded, short on cash, with limited options on where I can go.
Hailing down one of the nearest pack Taxis, I give directions to the hotel I remember being the closest to me. But the lingering crowd pouring from the lobby once I arrive sours my mood even further.
They’re most likely filled up.
Flopping down on one of the benches outside, I bury my face in my hands. What am I going to do?
It’s not like I have
