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It's been two weeks since I realized Ayden starved himself, occasionally, and the weather has been harsh. We got snow, but it was more ice than snow, a disappointment after waiting for a white Christmas.
The girls stocked up on hot coco, and coffee, saying that if we can't leave the hotel then we best have plenty of good coffee and chocolate. And I couldn't have been happier with the daily cups of hot coco.
Now all of us were in the main lobby, where everyone was talking about New Year plans, and I groaned at the thought of celebrating another holiday, especially with the crew.
There had been another bar fight, which I had walked into, and Carlos dragged me out before I could even speak a word. To this day, I still can't believe how much trouble they can cause.
