Aquarian Wolf: I'm glad you like it. I'm going to try to update everyday, because I wrote this already.
Disclaimer: Disney, not I, owns the Tower of Terror, Hollywood Tower Hotel, etc. I own Marie. Yeah that's about it.
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Marie plopped down on the bed. She tilted her head so that she could enjoy the magnificent view that the window provided. Though she was only in a hotel room, the lights of the city suggested that she had been swept away to the cosmos. This was a hotel like no other; she could sense it.
The lights twinkled like stars, beckoning her to come out and enjoy the nightlife.
Marie winced, groaned and turned away, declining the invitation.
She glanced up at the clock on the wall.
'Ten thirty-three," She thought. 'That's not too late. I suppose I could take a walk around.'
She propped herself up with her arms, then collapsed on her bed, knowing that it was a hopeless attempt.
'Maybe in the morning. I'm too tired tonight.'
Without even bothering to change into a nightgown, Marie drifted off to sleep.
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A/N: Yes, that was obscenely short. But the next chapter, which will be uploaded today, should fill in what you wanted in this one.
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