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Sleeping Beauty
Connect 3 was just waking up from a late concert the night before. The boys ended up crashing the moment their feet entered the hotel room. Nate and Shane safely made it to their beds, while Jason was only so lucky as to make it to the floor near his bed.
Shane stretched and pulled at the uncomfortable sequined jacket he wore for the show. "How did I fall asleep in this thing?" he questioned himself. He took if off to reveal a plain black tee, and threw it to the other side of the room. He then heard a tired moan, and looked to where it landed. Jason lifted his head and propped himself up on his elbows. "This belong to you?" he held up the jacket. Shane snorted and threw a pillow to the bed next to him where a lump underneath a bunch of sheets inhaled and exhaled. "Dude, wake up. I need food," Shane tried to get Nate up. Mumbling could be heard, but it came out as "Go dan strs n eat". Shane shrugged and got out of bed, while Jason followed suit.
"That concert was awesome!" Jason said as they got in the elevator. Shane agreed and thought of the how energetic and ecstatic the crowd had been last night. It wasn't much different from other concerts they had performed, but every time he was still amazed that people actually wanted to hear them perform the music that they loved. It brought a smile to his face just thinking about what they could do for other people through their music.
The two boys finally reached the lobby of the hotel, and by this time, Jason had started a completely random conversation. "Shane, I'm telling you, a fortnight is the fourth night of every month!" "Seriously Jason, that's a joke. That's like saying photosynthesis is really about photography!" "Isn't it?" Shane stared at him in disbelief, then figured it wasn't worth it. He laughed and kept walking.
Suddenly, he passed by a couch with a girl sleeping on it. At first he thought it was weird that somebody would be sleeping in the lobby, but then he realized her face. "Whoa," Shane said quietly enough for only himself to hear. Her face was so serene and peaceful, that he was stunned for 5 seconds. Her long, wavy blonde hair fell across one shoulder and her lips were slightly open. Her eyelashes seemed to go on forever…and then he was shaken. "Helllooo? You there? I thought you were hungry," Jason interrupted him and yanked him by his collar to the brunch room.
All day Shane was in a trance. He couldn't get over the face of the girl in the lobby. It was permanently imprinted in his mind. Later on that day, Nate seemed to notice that he had been distant for the entire afternoon. "What's going on, Shane? You don't seem okay," Nate had a worried expression. "Do you promise not to tell anyone, even though it wouldn't really matter?" Shane asked. "Yeah, sure." "Okay, well, when me and Jason were going to breakfast this morning, I saw this girl. She was sleeping on the couch in the lobby-" Nate gave him a look which he chose to ignore, "and she was absolutely gorgeous. I feel like I've seen her before, but I know I haven't." At this Nate snickered. "What the heck, dude. I'm serious!"
"Okay, whatever. I still won't tell, but that is hilarious! You sound like some cheesy movie! Haha, okay, but if you really wanted to find her, you could just ask the people at the front desk," Nate suggested.
Shane gave himself a mental slap upside the head for not thinking of that, and then he said, "Yeah. I think I will."