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