Shall We Dance
Straightlaced to the bone with relationships, Idia never found them fulfilling. Doing everything right made everything go wrong in some way or another. And with a final swear to live single with 5 cats, she was confident with that form of happiness.
However, it only takes one person and unusual circumstances to change Idia's entire lifestyle.
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"Yes mom, everything went perfectly okay. It's not like the plane caught fire." I giggle into the receiver and switch shoulders to finish unpacking
Once she finished repremanding me for that comment, I hang up with promises to be a good girl.
I sprawl onto the hotel bed, ready to pass out forever. Comfy bed, kill my insomnia. It's been a 5 hour flight, let me sleep.
Nope.
With that I gather my willpower, kick off my painful heels, and blindly search for chamomile tea. When I lean over a hairpin wiggles loose. I discard it and all its buddies, including my hair tie.
I forgot my tea. Great. Considering the fact that I won't be able to sleep if I don't, I confirm the desperate need to call room service.
With nimble feet from years of ballet, I patter over to the phone. Which number is it? Hmmm....
An explosion of hellfire mushrooms behind me. Whirling around leads to smoke stinging my eyes. A man stands in the middle of the explosion's aftermath.
"F*** tea." I mutter.
