The crew always stayed at the same hotel together. Nothing ever very fancy, usually full of business travelers and relatively close to the airport. Charles De Gaulle was on the edge of the city, but like Tokyo, Paris had a sufficient transit system that Hinata could use to easily get to the places she wants to visit.
Sitting at the bar in the hotel lobby, Synthai was enjoying a glass of wine and a cheese platter. She stared at the city map, trying to determine the best route for her exploration, but her thoughts kept wandering to her earlier conversation with Elena.
She found herself warming up to the idea of casual sex. If she was being honest, she hadn't gotten laid since she broke up with her last boyfriend several months ago and her constant travel for work left very little time for dating. It made sense why her friends chose this route, it felt simple, almost logical.
No strings attached wasn't necessarily her style, but maybe she could give it a try. With everything being casual and uncommitted, the risk of rejection felt less severe. Hinata ordered another glass of wine as she started giving herself a pep talk.
'You're good looking and you deserve love! …wait… tonight isn't really about love… it's about… sex! You're good looking and you deserve some God damned casual sex!'
She downed the rest of her wine and stood up, then immediately sat back down when she was struck with nerves. 'Maybe one more glass of wine…and then I'll go,' she thought as she flagged the bartender over.
Two glasses of wine later, and Synthai had definitely had more to drink than she usually would, but it was okay because it gave her the confidence she needed to finally get in the elevator and she was on her way to go get herself some casual sex!
A couple stepped into the elevator and gave her an odd look, before pressing the button to their floor. "What floor were you going to?" the man asked. Synthai glanced at the illuminated buttons. Wait… had the elevator not been moving? How long had she been standing there?
"Uhh, eighth floor, please." The man pressed the button labeled eight and gave her a concerned look before he and the women stepped out on the fifth floor.
Okay, so here she goes. She's really on her way now.
She gave the door three good knocks, there was no turning back. She heard some shuffling inside before the door opened. "Oh hey, Synthai! It's kinda late, what's up?" Aiden greeted with an easy smile.
Her face was already flushed from the alcohol, but somehow here cheeks grew warmer as she drank in his appearance. Aiden wore the fluffy white hotel robe, his bare, muscular chest peeking out. His blonde hair was tousled and slightly wet like he had just gotten out of the shower. She stood there way too long, mouth agape, admiring him. He looked damn good in his pilot's uniform but she might actually like this look better.
"Is something wrong?" he asked. Her gaze snapped up, realizing she still hadn't said anything. What was she doing here again?
Oh right! Casual sex!
She pushed passed him into his room with little resistance. "Uhh, whatcha doing?" Aiden asked, clearly amused. He closed the door and looked at her.
Synthai took a step closer and looked up at him with determined opal eyes. "I'm doing…" she swirled her finger around before poking him in the chest. "You,"
she declared.