Post by aidenwashington1 on Feb 5, 2013 10:12:38 GMT -5
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CAN WE PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE
NIGHT SKY ARE LIKE SHOOTING STARS CAUSE I COULD REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW
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Aiden needed this much needed vacation. He had been working extra hours at his club plus his sister was visiting with her family. So his house was nowhere near peaceful as it usually is. So he decided to stay at a local resort to get a little r&r. He deserved it, after all he is the boss.
He walked into the resort and was taken back by how exquisite everything were. It was as if someone ripped a page out of a magazine and placed it right in front of him. He walked up to the front desk.
"Reservation for Mr. Washington, please."
The front desk attendant look into the computer and checked him in. She handed him his room key. She offered a bell boy to help him carry his bag to his room but he declined. What did he look like having another man carrying his bag. He walked over to the elevators and waited for the next one to arrive. When it did arrive, he got on. He pressed the button for the 9th floor. As the elevator went upward, it stopped all of a sudden. Aiden pressed the 9th floor button again. It didn't move. He became worried. This had never happen to him before. He pressed the emergency button. No one answers. He was starting to panic a little.
Then someone got on the intercom.
That should had calmed him a little but he was claustrophobic.
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STATUS: completed
TAGGED: open
WORDS: ???
LYRICS: B.O.B. & Hayley Williams
NOTES: Here
CREDITS: Thanks to BUNNYA! of A THOUSAND FIREFLIES