*Winnie Martinez*
I parked my car in front of the resort and unloaded my bags. Yes, I'll admit it, I have a lot of bags, which means I have a lot of things (clothes, electronics, music). A girl can bring what she needs, okay?!
I picked up my bags with my left hand, and dragged the rolly one with my right, and headed towards the check in. I waited in line behind a girl with blonde hair. She was pretty, from what I can see at the back. When she finished, I dropped my bags beside me and sighed.
"Hi!" I chimed. The concierge nodded.
"Name and room?" he asked. I tilted my head and bit my lip. Which room was I in again?
"Um, Winnie Martinez... Room..." I trailed off. The concierge typed something on the computer and raised an eyebrow.
"11?" he asked. I nodded and smiled while he handed me the room key. I smiled in thanks and took my bags to my room. I pushed my key in the slot, but it wouldn't open. I did it again, but it still wouldn't open. I huffed in frustration and sat down. I leaned against the door and examined the key. Why wouldn't it open my door?! And-
I gasped and held it up towards the light.
"It's. So. Shiny!" I squealed. I held it up right in front of me and began examining it.
(Hope this is fine! )
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