A/N Today's word is User, and the theme is Lights. This is Mercedes PoV, as she waits for the movie to start.
Reviews would be greatly appreciated!
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The Brightest Star
"Thank you, Oslo! You've been an amazing audience!" Mercedes blew a kiss to the packed auditorium as she left the stage after her third encore. She still had the meet and greet to do before she could head back to the hotel, and she was starving, too. She glanced at the clock above the dressing room door as she chugged a bottle of water.
It was a little after nine thirty in Oslo, Norway. The meet and greet would last more than an hour, most likely, which meant she'd probably get back to the hotel by eleven thirty, and have just enough time to eat and take an hour nap before she was scheduled to Skype Sam so they could watch the premier together.
"Ms. Jones, they're ready for you!" Maxwell, her tour manager called through the closed door.
"I'll be out in just a minute!" She finished the bottle of water, checked her makeup once more, fluffed her hair, then headed out to the meet and greet.
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It was after midnight by the time she got back to the hotel. The restaurant was already closed, but the night manager kindly offered to have someone bring up a sandwich and soup for her. She thanked him, and went up to her room. It looked like she would have to forego the nap, but she really wasn't sleepy anyway.
After a moment's hesitation, she stepped out onto her balcony, drawn by the fantastical display Mother Nature was putting on. The Aurora Borealis, or Northern Lights, was beautiful, and something she thought she would never see first hand. The night sky here seemed to go on forever, and the stars shined brighter. They even made the Christmas lights pale in comparison.
A knock on her door drew her attention, and reluctantly she stepped back inside. She thanked the bellhop and gave him a large tip for bringing her dinner so late at night, and sat down to enjoy her hearty fish stew and chicken sandwich. By the time she finished eating, it was after one am local time, about seven twenty back in Ohio.
She set up her laptop, and brought up the Skype window, typing in her username and password. It was a couple minutes before Sam appeared on the screen. "Hey, sorry, was just helping Stacy finish wrapping Stevie's Christmas present! How was the concert?"
She smiled at the blonde man. "It was awesome, as usual. The crowd sang along with every song, and cheered so loud I think they could hear them in Iceland," She laughed. "How long till the movie starts?"
Sam glanced off screen. "A little over thirty minutes. The kids and I are stringing popcorn to hang on the tree, though more of it seems to be going in their mouths than on the string."
"Their mouths, or yours?" Mercedes teased.
Sam laughed. "Okay, you caught me, but we're having fun. I wish you were here."
Mercedes smiled wistfully. "I wish that too, but I'll be home for Christmas, that's just over a week away."
A beep from the computer signaled another Skype call coming through. It was Kurt and Blaine. "Hey guys! Congratulations! I can't wait to watch your movie!" She greeted.
"Hi Mercedes!" Kurt said. "I hope you can enjoy it, since you will only be able to watch it through the screen, and not on the TV itself."
"No worries," Sam said. "I'm DVRing it for her, incase she misses any part!"
"Thanks, Sam! Where are Rachel, Santana, and Brit?"
"I'm here!" Rachel said, popping in behind Blaine's head. "Santana and Brit are on their way over, they should be here any minute."
"Mr. Schue and Ms. Pillsbury will be logging in shortly, along with Dad and Carole," Kurt added.
"I've got the Warblers on my laptop, too," Blaine added, holding up his screen so the two groups could wave at each other.
"Fifteen more minutes!" Stacy exclaimed.
Mercedes scooted back on the bed and started to get comfortable, as the others started to settle down with drinks and snacks.