Chapter Seventeen – Don’t you get it?
Haley placed the strip of plastic into the lock on the door. As the light turned green and the click of the lock opening she walked into her room at The Baltic Hotel. The room was the average size for a city centre hotel. On the rear wall, sitting against a green, painted wooden panelled headboard that climbed up to the ceiling sat a double bed that reached out to the centre of the room. The cream curtains and white nets danced in the breeze of the open window. The walls were painted an olive green, making the room dark and welcoming. Haley looked at the crisp white bedding with dark green runner, thinking to herself how much she would love for her and Stan to mess up that bed. Taking a deep breath, she turned to face the open door, as Stan hovered ne
