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Current revision as of 06:14, 5 September 2011
Even in your drunk state you still have some common sense and you decide to head over to the hotel which is only a few minutes away from the beach. Now at the entrance to the hotel, you check your watch, but the numbers are hazy and you can't make any sense out of them, but you guess that it must be pretty late. Don't forget, you have work tomorrow.
You walk into the open double doors and into a room bathed in artificial lights. The golden veins in the marble tiles beneath you all lead in different directions. You follow the one that leads you to the receptionist's desk. You stare at the beautiful woman sitting behind the desk tapping away at her keyboard. You stare down her shirt at her massive chest, but resist the urge to grab at them and despite that line of spittle hanging from the side of your mouth, you manage to restrain yourself. Her dark hair falls in neat waves and her skin is beautiful and creamy. You slur a little, as you beg her for the card so you can have access to your room. She seems creeped out, and quickly hands it to you. You feel a little dejected, and walk away sluggishly. She obviously thinks you're a weirdo. You find an elevator and wait patiently for it to open up. Inside, a sexy young maid stands with a silver dish full of Spanish tapas. I wouldn't mind eating her, you think to yourself. She stares at you with disgust as you fall drunkenly against the sides of the elevator, almost pushing her over.
The wait in the elevator feels longer than normal. For the poor maid girl on the other side of the box the elevator must feel so tiny. She keeps as far away from you as she possibly can, with one hand covering her nose. You must wreak of alcohol. You decide to spark some casual conversation with her. "Hi there" you say.
She pretends not to hear you, and continues staring straight ahead. "Hi there," you say again.
This time she turns to look at you, but she says nothing. You steady yourself and greet her once again. She smiles politely and with a tinge of awkwardness that you don't seem to sense. You smile back at her quite openly with the biggest smile anyone has ever seen. Just then, the elevator reaches the floor where you both have to get off. You let her walk out first with her large silver dish and follow behind her. Her beautiful black cork-screw curls bob behind her as she walks. Too focused on her hair, you trip over yourself and knock into the poor maid, causing her to spill her entire plate of barfood. Small offerings of aceitunas, calamares and other assortments messily decorate the floor. She turns around at you, absolutely livid. You apologise and offer to clean up the mess for her, but she screams at you.
You decide to leg it and continue on towards your room.
