Chapter 130.
<strong>Chapter 130. Rosa’s Birthday (3/10)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">All… head out? What did she mean by that? Yeah, ying stupid isn’t going to change reality no matter how hard I wish.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, you invited Alicia to go with us as well?” I asked her while Alicia wasn’t around.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. It’ll be more fun that way.” She said that as if it was a matter of fact.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But… we only booked one room with two beds though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s no problem, you sleep on one and we’ll sleep on the other.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You think Alicia will be fine with that arrangement? Sleeping in the same room as me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It will be fine. Don’t worry about it so much.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you say so.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“By the way, what about me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean, what about you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You say it to Alicia but not me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve said it to you many times already, haven’t I l?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s my birthday, yet you told another girl you loved her in front of me before you even said it to the birthday girl herself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If I say it too much they’ll just be worthless words that don’t mean anything though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She puffed out one cheek dissatisfied and grumbled, “I love you.” She looked at me ready to murder me if I didn’t say it back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha. Fine, I get it. I get it. I love you too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who do you love?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t it implied? It’s just the two of us here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe there are ghosts around us that only you can see.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Was that who you said you loved just now? I’m sorry for misunderstanding.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I love you, Ran.” She was clearly fuming.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I love you too, Rosa.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then just say so next time! Jeez, why do I have to pick a fight for you to say it to me and Alicia gets a free hand out? Where is the equality in this world? Is it because she’s so innocent and easy to tease and I’m not?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, it’s definitely that. You just want to bully her and see her get embarrassed when she’s still so innocent and new to it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going to tell her everything you said. I’ll make sure your cheap tricks won’t even make a single dent in her armor. I’ll make it so she’s the one who’s bullying and teasing you, just wait.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good luck with that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">When Alicia returned, she had a bag in hand with a box inside it. It was definitely Rosa’s cake that she baked the day before. I guess the n was to eat it at the hotel rather than here.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Let’s go! We’re losing money every second we dy.” Alicia grabbed Rosa by the hand and dragged her along. What was she in such a rush for? We still had to wait for the bus. Honestly, it looked more like she was scared I’d suddenly propose to her next. Was this what they called PTSD? Where she’d associate me saying I love her with me boldly kissing her before I propose?
<span style="font-weight:400">I immediately stopped her and said, “Don’t be in such a rush. It will be a while before the bus gets here. Rather than going in your school uniform, take the chance to change into some casual clothes. Also, grab some indoor clothes for the hotel and carry your uniform in your bags for the morning.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh! You’re right! How could I forget about that?” Because you’re flustered and want to flee, afraid I’ll corner you, drop down to one knee, and randomly propose to you on the spot.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two of them headed up to their shared room and changed as I’d suggested. They both returned with a bulging bag on their back.
<span style="font-weight:400">They’d definitely packed a lot more than what I told them to. Well, they were girls, I suppose it was expected that they’d need a lot more things than a simplistic guy like me. A change of clothes was all I required.
<span style="font-weight:400">With all our necessities for a night out together, we caught the next bus.
<span style="font-weight:400">When we arrived at the hotel, as we were already checked in we headed right up to our room.
<span style="font-weight:400">Our room was on the twelfth floor. The hotel had a swimming pool on the roof which we nned to visit a bitter.
<span style="font-weight:400">Before that, we had to drop our stuff off in our rooms first. The second inserted the key card, pulled it out, and opened the door, I immediately froze in ce.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t take a step in.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, what are you doing? Why aren’t you going in?” Rosa asked curiously from behind.
<span style="font-weight:400">I closed the door and took a deep breath while I calmly processed what I saw inside the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is something wrong with the room? Has it been left in a mess or something?” Alicia probed when she saw my bizarre out-of-ce reaction.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s not a mess… I just think I’m seeing things incorrectly. Let me just reconfirm one more time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I put the key card back in and cracked open the door a bit. I verified my eyes hadn’t deceived me and I shut the door closed for the second time.
<span style="font-weight:400">I calmly pulled out my phone and sent Irene a text message in all caps, ‘I SPECIFICALLY SAID TO GET THE ONE WITH TWO BEDS, DID I NOT!’
<span style="font-weight:400">An immediate reply came as if she was ready in advance, ‘Whaaaaat? But it was cheaper for one bed. Just share, it’s with your girlfriend, right? It’s not a big deal~”
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Your daughter also tagged along!’
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Really? Even better then. They’re both your girlfriends, right? As they say, three heads are better than one.’
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Don’t screw with me, it’s two heads! Two! Not three!’
<span style="font-weight:400">‘What? You mean I remembered it wrong? But online there were results for three~ why~?’
<span style="font-weight:400">Really? I got distracted and couldn’t help but do a search.
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyes opened a bit wider when there really were idiots using three heads instead of two. What the hell? Oh, I see, I see. Another country uses three instead of two. So that’s where ites from.
<span style="font-weight:400">I never even knew that.
<span style="font-weight:400">WAIT! Don’t try to distract me!
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Irene, fix this. Now. I’ll pay.’
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Don’t wanna~ I’m at work~ just suck it up and deal with it. Stop being a little bitch~’
<span style="font-weight:400">Being called a little bitch, I grit my teeth and took in a deep breath.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Fine. I get it. Just don’te crying to me if anything weird happens.’
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do it, pussy. You won’t.’
<span style="font-weight:400">I locked my phone off and ignored everything she sent after that.
<span style="font-weight:400">She could get pretty snappy through texts. I learned that about her today.
<span style="font-weight:400">I opened the door for the third time and stepped inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“One bed?” Alicia asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It seems so. I requested two beds, but it seems your mother went with the cheaper option.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That… sounds like something she would do.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I can sleep on the couch in the corner and you two can share the bed.” It was a one-seater so I’d have to sleep while sitting up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No way, let’s all just use the bed,” Alicia innocently suggested.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re fine with that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If Rosa sleeps between us it shouldn’t be a big deal, right? From what Rosa told me, you two are used to sharing a bed, right? We’re both in a rtionship with you… so… I think it’s something I should get used to eventually…” She averted her eyes toward the bed as she struggled to get thetter part of her exnation out.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, it’s your choice I guess. I offered, just don’tin if you can’t fall asleepter because of me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I won’tin. I’ll just kick you off the bed while you’re asleep if I really can’t sleep.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How heartless. I thought you were supposed to be a good girl.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I am a good girl. I’m protecting my best friend Rosa from you by kicking you off the bed. Aren’t I kind?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She justified her actions in such a manner.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right. Right. You’re truly a role model.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I dumped my bag on the couch and took a seat on the bed on the left side of the room. It was nice and bouncy, very springy. Theforter covering the bed was soft and fluffy. The bed waspletely white; both pillows and sheets.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was a table beside the window with a wooden chair and amp on the desk. A dresser directly across from the bed where you could store your clothes. A t-screen TV was mounted to the wall over top of the dresser. The entryway had a closet with an ironing rack and a mirror sliding door. Right as you entered, on the immediate left was a door that led to the bathroom.
<span style="font-weight:400">Honestly, it was a very standard hotelyout. I’d been to several hotels together with my mother and a lot of them had a very simr design. I imagined there was probably some science behind it.
<span style="font-weight:400">From an engineering standpoint at least, it probably reduced piping to minimize how far water would need to be pumped up against gravity. It could also reduce electrical wiring costs during construction. You could minimize the material used in both of these cases I suppose. With the bathroom where it was, it allowed for a muchrger window for guests to look out of and admire the scenery.
<span style="font-weight:400">If I thought about it from that perspective, it did make sense why so many hotels adopted such a simpleyout. But there was no point in seriously trying to figure it all out.