Alone.

I'm enjoying my vacation but I'm so lonely. I'm only here for two more weeks, but I don't know why I insisted on having some alone time, I really should have brought a friend. Of course, if I brought a friend then they would probably have gotten on my nerves by now and I'd be wishing I came alone, so I should be grateful.

I squinted at the sun rays pouring into the room as I pushed my thoughts aside along with the comforter of the hotel bed I was currently laying in. My head felt slightly dizzy as I scooted over to the edge of my bed and slid my feet into my pink bunny slippers, I must have sat up too fast. 

After blinking a few times, my vision and head finally cleared and I began to make my way to the bathroom to freshen up. I've been staying in this same hotel room for uhh let's see... 4 days now? Yes, that's right, 4 days, and I still struggle with the shower knobs. I can never get the water to be the right temperature for me. I don't know if it's because other there are other people in this hotel building also taking showers at the same as me and that's affecting my water temp, or if I'm really just that noncomprehensive to not have figured out the shower after at least 4 other failed attempts, because I shower every day.  

Well, I'm pretty sure I just got 3rd-degree burns and hypothermia all within the timespan of 3 minutes, but I'm finally done showering. But fr, that has to be some kind of world record.

Wrapping one of the white courtesy towels around me and tucking it into the front to it stay in place, I walk back out to grab some clothes out of my suitcase because as usual, I forgot to bring them into the bathroom with me. This is one of those moments I'm glad I came alone on this trip, I'd die if anyone saw me like this.

Just before I'm about to go change, the people staying in the room above me decided to blast music as loud as they possibly could. Is that even allowed? I asked my self while staring at the innocent ceiling with a scrunched up face, giving it my best death glare as if the people on the other side could see it.

It's too early for this, I rolled my eyes as I shuffled over to a closet near the kitchen and pulled out a broom. 

"Did you see my bag? Did you see my bag?" I heard the guy on the song sing before I snapped back "HEY! Y'all bouta see my see my bag when I come up there to smack you with it if you don't shut the hell up!" I yelled as I hit the ceiling a few times with the broom handle, causing pieces of the popcorn ceiling to fall and stick to my wet hair. 

The music was still playing, but the singing cut off as I heard someone yell back "Sorry!" before the music stopped altogether. Wait, was he not just listening to a song, but was he the one singing it? Like karaoke or something? Because to be honest, it wasn't even that bad, though I've never heard the song before. 

I have a day full of tourist activities planned, but if I find some free time, and actually remember, I might just go up there and have a talk with the noisy, annoying, inconsiderate, yet talented man. 

Authors Note: 

Chapter title from BTS American Hustle Life Ep. 2, the scene where Nate literally yells at the top of his lungs to wake up BTS and Taehyung responds by saying "Noisy noisy very noisy" lol.