She gathered her things and headed to the bathroom.

He drifted off into bediebye land.

She took a long hot shower and then got ready for bed, leaving the bathroom and slipping into the bed closest to the window. Looking up out the window she gazed at the stars, a small smile growing on her face before she drifted off to sleep.

He let out a loud snore.

For a moment Gemma glanced over at the other bed and smiled before she completely fell asleep.

((The Next Day. And don't forget the rules Lee))

Gemma woke up in the morning and grabbed her bag, heading to the bathroom to get dressed.

(Yeah yeah, but it was story related. You gotta draw a line somewhere.)

He rolled outta bed and waited for his turn.

((No OoC unless connected to a post. I'm tired of deleting them.))

Gemma walked out of the bathroom wearing a light pink dress, one that she had made.

"You're still making dresses I see," he smiled.

She nodded. "Yeah, I like them. It gives me something to do. Do you like it?"

He nodded. "Lovely. But bright..but."

She looked at him. "But what?"

(Second but was a mistake. Eh..I'll roll with it.)

"I could get used to it,' he smiled.

((lol...funny.))

She smiled. "I'm glad you like it."

"You always had talent."

"Thank you, Alan. Should we get breakfast before we leave?"

"Sure. They have good food in the lobby."

"That sounds good." She looked at him. "I guess I should let you get ready first. You probably want to change your clothes."

He nodded. Then ran off to shower. He returned in pressed white shrit and tan pants.

"You look nice," she commented, looking up at him for a moment as she made sure she had all of her things in her bag.

"Thanks."

Gemma smiled. "You're welcome," she replied. "Are you ready for breakfast now?"

"If you are."

"I'm ready."

He raced her like they were children again, grining.

"Not fair, you got a head start," she answered, running after him.

He grinned. "Now I didn't, you're slow."

"I am not slow," she exclaimed, catching up with him.

He smiled. "Just in second placed."

"Which doesn't make me slow," she answered, slowing down as they neared the continental breakfast area.

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