(Right?)
He sighed and moved over to a couch and pulled his laptop out from the bag he had tossed onto the couch when they had arrived. He opened it, saw what it said as a recent email, and groaned. He ignored it and started to look through his other emails. The lack of sleep was getting to him, and he passed out.
(Time skip now? Not much for them to do if he’s asleep and she’s alone lol)
Joanna came back into the hotel room with a dripping wet self, and an annoyed attitude. She had a towel wrapped over her shoulders and she walked over to the couch and frowned. “Arsen, wake up.” She groaned kicking his leg lightly with hers.
(Yeah, sure!)
(Oof, I did the skip already XD)
(Oh, whoops lol)
He jerked awake, scowling. When he saw that it was her, he groaned and closed his eyes again. "What?" He asked, in almost a whine.
(It’s alright!)
“You need to get up.” She responded back, still with a sour tone. “We have somewhere to go tonight.” She muttered walking over to her room.
"Where are we going? It's not the party tonight." He rubbed his shin, wincing.
“Well-“ She paused, hugging the towel closer around her. “I ran into my cousin- or she uh… found me.” Joanna mumbled, water dripping off of her.
"And? You going over to see her or something?"
"Well, to put it in her words: 'I've been dying to get to see you and your-'" She paused to gag a little, and a groan. She struggled to say the next word, her voice going low. "'Hubby'." She took in a deep breath, before continuing on. "Blah blah blah, 'We should go out to dinner tonight! Oh, let's do that, we'll go to the place downtown.' And then on and on she went about how great this would be."
"Oh." What she was saying hit him in the face. "Um… fantastic." He sighed. "Nice dinner?" He pushed himself onto his feet, randomly realizing how much smaller she was than him.
"Yeah, it's a really fancy place. I have to shower and go out, again. But I'm not sure how I'm going to scrape up the rest of the cash…" She muttered rubbing her face. "I'll text you when I'm on my way back so you can start getting ready." She muttered.
"Okay." He paused for a moment. "What're you getting?"
"A second dress, the one I have is overly formal. I need something simpler, but still nice." She mumbled looking up at him. "Why do you ask?"
"Do you have anything in mind?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. "Because I know of some dresses that are both cheep and expensive-looking."
"I didn't have anything in mind, not really." She replied leaning her back against the wall. "Where are these "Cheap" yet "expensive looking" dresses you speak of?" She asked doing air quotes.
He rolled his eyes almost playfully. Almost. "At the nearest clothing store. Look for the brand called Marvin's. Always works."
"You're positive?" She asked crossing her arms, she was so close to believing him. Something was making her doubt him though. Something eating any trust away. "I don't want to spend hours looking for something that doesn't exist."
"Well, you can choose to believe me, or to not. Doesn't matter to me." He shrugged, moving to his room. "I'm going to get at least semi-prepared."
Joanna pushed herself off the wall. "Fine, I'll see you in a bit then." She shrugged, slipping into her bedroom to shower and get herself ready for the evening to come.
He rolled his eyes and scowled before moving over to his bags, closing the door. He picked out a nice shirt and pants, wishing that his suit had arrived. Sighing, he started to change. He put on a tie, too, although he wasn't sure why. Maybe he just wanted to make a good first impression.
(I haven't yet, but do we wanna do a skippp?))
Joanna locked her bedroom door, and dropped her towel aside. "So cold in here!" She squeaked rubbing her bare arms as the air conditioning hit her.
(Sure! You want to start, or should I?)
(I will, just so it makes things easier lol))
Joanna smiled at the dress in her bag, and at the recite in her hands. "Dang it… he was right…" She laughed lightly tucking the recite in her bag. She slid her phone from her pocket and unlocked it, opening up her messages app. Done getting a dress, the price was great, and I'm headed back now.
(Okay, thanks!)
His phone chimed, and he glanced down before snorting. Told you so, he sent back, grinning, although he didn't know why. He sat on the couch again, rolling through pictures on the internet, bored out of his mind.