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Day One
Ariadne P.O.V
Ariadne rolled over, but kept her eyes shut. Though Arthur's painkillers had given her a few hours sleep, her neck still hurt like hell. Of course this was only because of stiffness, but Ariadne didn't fancy the idea of having to get up in order to loosen her tight muscles as the day went by.
She cracked one eye open and was met face to face with her totem, sitting on her bedside table. She cautiously reached out a hand from under her warm covers and knocked the bishop over. It gave a satisfying 'clunk'.
Ariadne's stomach grumbled. She groaned. She hated it when her hunger decided when it was, or when it wasn't time to get up. Normally Ariadne was a morning person anyway, often getting up before her alarm. But today was different.
Different for one particular reason.
A reason that was, in fact, a person.
A person that was only a wall away from her at this very moment.
Arthur.
Ariadne didn't know if she could cope with the fumbling and awkwardness that the man bought out from her. She wasn't a control freak, but she did like to have some charge over any given situation.
She sighed.
Not wanting to linger on her current predicament, Ariadne rolled out of bed and got dressed. All while trying not to move her head, it was harder to do that she had expected. But after some time, she succeeded and noted that she would have to purchase some more clothes later. She had only packed for a few days, not a whole week.
Ariadne put her totem in her jeans pocket, tied her scarf around her neck and poked her head around the door.
Arthur was no where in sight and so she walked over to the small table near the drinks fridge and sat down on a high backed chair. As she reached for the hotel phone, intending to order breakfast, Ariadne saw that the bathroom door was closed. She reasoned that Arthur must have been showering or doing some other sort of morning activity.
She looked from the phone in her hand and back to the door.
Her stomach grumbled again.
Arthur can order his own breakfast.
She pressed the second button on the speed dial and in less than threes rings, a young woman had picked up on the other end. Ariadne asked about breakfast selections and ordered quickly. She was relieved to hear that breakfast was free with the stay and she would only have to pay for lunch and dinner.
After putting the phone back on its hook, Ariadne picked up a glass from the shelf above the fridge and poured herself some water. She sat there, sipping at her water, until there was a knock at the door.
Food.
Ariadne unlocked the door and was met with an older man, who had a trolley in front of him.
"Order for room 1 on floor 4?" he asked in a gruff but friendly tone.
"Yes, thank you," Ariadne made to take the trolley but the man waved her aside. Instead, he gently pushed past her and kindly set everything up on the table.
"I, um…Thank you," she said again as the man left.
"Jus' doin my job," he said and walked of down the hall.
Ariadne sat back down, intent on eating when the bathroom door opened and Arthur stepped out, dressed in an impeccable three piece suit as usual. Why did he always look so good? It was distracting.
When he spotted her by the table, he didn't offer the normal 'good morning'. Instead he greeted her with a question.
"Pancakes and ice-cream?"
Ariadne shrugged, "Comfort food," she explained. And, deciding that she had waited long enough for her beloved pancakes, turned away from him and tucked in.
As she poured her maple syrup, Ariadne could have sworn she heard a quiet laugh.
Ugghh…sorry this is so short and nothing much happened, but don't worry I'm going to update real quick. XD