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Started December 23, 2019 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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(I hate when that happens!)

"Yeah. But in order to get cash, I'd have to use my debit card, and I don't want to do that for a while." Arsen glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Are you okay?"

(Same!)

"Yeah, just tired," Alexa responded looking out the window. She let out a quiet sigh knowing she needed to stay awake until the got to the hotel.

(It drives me insane… and you try to bump it, and no one does anything!)

"You look more than just tired. Do you want to take a rest when we get there? And then we can plan out our work?" Arsen asked. The taxi pulled to a stop, and he handed the driver some cash, grabbing his and Alexa's bags from the trunk and opening her door for her.

(I know! And you're sitting there cause you can't do anything since you just responded)

"That was the plan," Alexa responded sliding out suppressing her yawn and grabbing for her bags. She could carry her own bags into the hotel, even if she couldn't walk, "I hope yours wasn't something else."

(Yes! And then you don't want to bump it again because then it would feel weird, and kind of rude.)

"Not really. I don't really have a plan." Arsen held her bags out of her reach. "No. You're tired enough as it is. I'm carrying these." He walked in the doors, to the front desk. "Hi, I have a reservation for Brandon? Mark Brandon?"

The woman at the desk clicked through some stuff, then nodded. "You have room 304." She handed him two key cards. "The wifi password is on the back."

Alexa glared a little at him as she followed after. She didn't need him to tell what she could and couldn't do. Especially since she could carry her own bags, but he seemed to think not. Her eyes looked to the woman behind the desk and tried not to yawn or appear tired. It might look suspicious otherwise.

Arsen led her to the elevator, then, when they got to their room, he opened it. It was a neat, simple room, with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a small kitchenette, with an area for watching TV. It wasn't a bad hotel, although the air did smell faintly of feet. But he could change that. Just buy a few candles, and it would smell fine.

He motioned to the rooms. "Pick one. You can put your stuff away later."

"I'm not a child," Alexa responded as she paused to take her shoes off. She began heading towards one of the bedrooms barefoot not minding the smell at all, "So stop treating me like one."

"You're short enough to be one," Arsen said absently, dropping his stuff in the other room. "So yes, to me, you are." He rubbed his eyes and threw himself on the couch, which smelled even stronger of feet.

Alexa flipped him off before stepping into the room. She wasn't a child and shouldn't be treated as such, but at the moment she was too tired to argue back. She just flopped down on the bed and passed out.

Alexa woke up from her dreamless sleep the next afternoon. Hiding Arsen, her, and their stuff was more taxing than she had thought. She sat up in the bed rubbing at her eyes realizing she was still wearing the dress she had bought yesterday, the ugly little thing. Her legs swung off the bed as she stretched before heading out of the bedroom.

Arsen was still awake, his laptop on the table in front of him, papers spread all over the place. He was sitting next to the old hotel phone that was always provided. He looked up as she came out. He had enormous bags under his eyes, but he sent her a small smile. He was still in the clothes from yesterday, and his hair was all messed up. "'Morning, sunshine," he said.

"Is it morning?" Alexa responded walking over to where he was. She didn't know what he was doing, but it didn't look like he had slept at all. She sat down near him, "Did you sleep at all last night?"

"Yes, it's morning. 10: 30, actually, right on the dot." Arsen shook his head. "No. But I'll sleep later. After all, I was the one to get us into this mess, so I'm finding a way out of it."

"You didn't get us into this mess, I'm the one that suggested not killing the target in the first place," Alexa responded poking his shoulder slightly seeing if that would push him over, "So get some sleep after you tell me what you're doing."

"I am researching," Arsen said, stating the obvious. "The resistance, and the System, and everything to do with it." He sighed, rubbing his face. "They hide their information well, both of them."

"I expect that much of the resistance, but the System too?" Alexa asked leaning back in her chair. She started scanning all the papers spread out on the table before looking back at Arsen, "Doesn't look very good since they do that. Have you tried contacting the resistance yet?"

"I haven't yet," Arsen said. "And yes, it's very suspicious of the System. I think there might be a reason for a resistance after all." He pointed to a slip of paper, the paper that had been handed to him at the bar, before everything went wrong. "That's a date and a meeting place for them. They want to meet us, apparently."

"They do?" Alexa grabbed the piece of paper and looked at the date before glancing at Arsen's computer to check today's date, "Well I'm glad, but do you think we can hold out this long without getting caught by the System?"

"I honestly have no idea. They're a huge organization, and they have eyes everywhere. I'm not sure whether or not we'll even be alive a month from now." He shook his head.

Alexa ran a hand through her hair and let out a long sigh. She closed her eyes before opening them again, "We have to be. I'm not letting myself die here without saying goodbye to mi familia in person."

"I can see if that can be managed," Arsen said, running a tired hand through his hair. "Although, with our betrayal, they may be monitored closer now." He sighed.