February 2nd 2015
18:50
The darkness of the small and dreary hotel room was illuminated by the faint light of an Apple MacBook. Heavy snow had begun falling outside and was drifting past the small gap in the curtains of the room.
He sighed deeply and closed the laptop, He then unplugged his phone from the MacBook and pushed it into his backpack. Chris then kicked his legs off the edge of the bed and sat in silence for a moment staring through the gap at the snow which was fluttering past the window, He bent down and then put his feet into his boots and laced them up. He stood up and stretched with a groan and then walked over to the light switch and turned it on bathing the room in light making him squint slightly.
Walking over to the window he pulled the curtains apart slightly and peered out into the bleak Canadian dusk, which was framed by a forbidding grey and orange sky.
"Another year," He whispered to himself.
He walked back to the bed and then whipped his parka from the post of the bed and slipped his arms into it, picking up his backpack, he left the dull room for the Washington Estate.