Packing can come later. My flight is at two. I need to be there for twelve. I've got time to sleep. *** "I'm sorry for yesterday," I say to Layla as I follow her into her room. "It's okay. I didn't mind," she grins at me, looking me up and down. "What?" I ask looking at myself. I pull my purple off the shoulder top a little up. I paired it with blue denim shorts. A watch on my hand, a simple necklace with the letter B on it around my neck, and a pair of black flats. Comfortable for a plane journey. "You look hot. Are you sure you're not meeting a guy?" She wiggles her eyebrows at me and I laugh shaking my head. "No guys," I say, putting my hands up. "Girls then? I see why the top would help with it. Slide it down a little more and you've two pots of treasure there," she winks at me