(Hi again guys! Let's get this show on the road. We're going to start off where we left our poor, lonely characters. Where is this? The lobby of a hotel. Whoop.) Celia stood awkwardly with everyone else in the lobby. She wondered if Qeith would be making it back. She knew his mother, though. She was a very stubborn and mean person towards him, but was benevolent to everyone else. Celia held her bags at her side, peering down at the lingerie and the bathing suit she had purchased. She peered over at Bryan, blushing and then quickly looking away. She was so fucking awkward. She shivered lightly as someone opened the door, allowing a cold gust of wind to rush in, blowing her hair back.