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I got angry

“Knohat? Screw this”

Shane’s expression went fronation to shock and surprise as I knelt down and scooped up one of the sleeping bags

/>“You wantthe makeshift bedroll “That’s pretty funny Because you didn’t want ht, when you were both with me”

I turned and stomped off, in the opposite direction Toward the staircase leading up, to the second and third floors, rather than down

“M—Morgan, wait!” Jere?”

“To sleep”

“But—”

“In a bed,” I reiterated “Alone”

I sto behind me The bed would be cold, and frozen, and rock hard… but it would be all uilty, or worry about hurting anyone’s ego or feelings

“Morgan—”

Ignoring their pleas, I continued upward and followed the landing One slam of a very frozen door later, I was alone in the near pitch-darkness of the icy hotel bedroom

Well… damn

The whole place was much darker and colder than I anticipated Maybe because the last time I was here, I had the benefit of tarm bodies on either side of me

It’s so lonely