Pandora looked around as she strolled down the small narrow corridor; she had expected some people around but failed to see any along her way, though she realized that perhaps some were already in their rooms while others had yet to arrive. It didn’t take much for her to find an empty room, plus as she walked inside, she noticed another bed opposite to hers so expected a roommate. From what she read, her roommate would be a female. Not that she cared either way.
As she gently let her small suitcase collapse onto the bunk, she herself settled down, jumping up and down softly, as some blonde curls tumbled forwards onto her eyes; she blew on the strands repeatedly before giving up. Maybe this
whole ‘rehabilitation’ thing wasn’t such a bad idea. Though she must admit, her drinking was not a problem. Possibly the problem was when she was drunk, but the alcohol itself wasn’t that bad, after all, there were millions around the world who had it worse than her.
Skimming around the room, she found herself release an annoyed moan, the room was quite bland and dull. It looked more like a prison, but she had to admit, the beds were pretty larger than she had first expected and this whole situation was to get ‘better’ not as a vacation trip. ”Though I would love to be partying it out in Ibiza.” She chuckled to herself, as much as she loved to drink, surprisingly she only drank to become more normal around social situation, she herself was pretty quiet and mellow though a drink wouldn’t harm her to change. Well, that’s what she thought in the beginning.
Finally resting her eyes back at the door, she wondered when her roommate would come. Hopefully they would get on well with each other; after all, it would be a very long stay and being enemies with your roommate didn’t exactly sound like fun. Clicking her knuckles softly, she fell onto her back and took a deep breath in before releasing it out loudly. It’s going to be a long stay She thought as she closed her eyes.