Snippet #1703780

Soon enough Nero and his entourage had gotten their rooms and had set their things out. Oren ended up with one of the next to them, not giving her the option of getting up to much without being heard..though by the point she'd rather abandoned that idea anyway.

She dropped down on the bed, landing with a brief grimace and pulling over onto on her side, the position that was the least painful to lie on, her arms hanging loose at her side and her knees drawn partially inwards. She supposed she should try and get some sleep, but old habits died hard and her exhaustion was engaged in a running battle with her paranoia of leaving herself exposed.

She gazed out of the window, her thoughts turning to Springside and the clan she left behind, something she considered with a great deal of regret. Her thoughts also turned to Ace..and the fact that she'd been out of contact with him for some time. She felt rather guilty about that as well...not that she really had any choice in the matter of course. That bastard still had her phone. She kinda missed him...in fact she kinda missed the Springside clan. Yes, they had been gradually driving her insane...but she had at least had some sort of back-up there.