Room 417, early Saturday morning

[fates_jaye]

So last night was as much of a disaster as it could be without punches being thrown. If Sharon had had another two minutes without a cigarette, said punches may have actually happened. But thanks to the damn hotel, Sharon now had to stay in the dorm room with Jaye and Rose.

And she snored.

Loudly.

Finally tiring of it, Jaye got out of bed, kicking her sister onto her side.

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Sharon snorts loudly and jerks awake, fumbling her sleep mask out of her eyes and flailing around in the nest of clean clothes and towels she built for herself after Jaye had fallen asleep.

"No, not the feathers!"

By this time she's actually awake, and looks up at Jaye with dawning realization. "You kicked me!"

[fates_jaye]

"Yeah, well, you were trying to inhale the room into your nose," she says.

"Not the feathers?"