I groaned for the hundredth time. I can't seem to sleep, and it's getting annoying. I got down from bed and made my way out. I need some air. I feel like I was going to suffocate inside.
The hallways were quiet. Everyone is in their room, and here I was, trying to get out. I exhaled loudly. The receptionist had been changed from the one we saw when we came. There is a different face. I guess they do shifts.
She offered me a smile when she recognized who I was.
"Hello, ma'am," she said.
I smiled at her too. "I need some air."
"Okay, but you need to be careful out there," she said to me. I nodded my head for being caring towards me. "I will, thanks."
I made my way outside and regretted it instantly. I folded my arms because of the cold air that hit my skin. I wasn't wearing someth
