The Room Above | Unfinished Blurb
a/n: I completely forgot where I was going with this because I started it so long ago, and it’s just one of the many unfinished things sitting on my computer. So even though it’s really short, I’m just posting because it’ll never get finished, but if anyone has any ideas let me know plssss.
She hears it again. The sound of the strumming of a guitar producing one of the prettiest melodies that she’s ever heard. The music sounds like it’s leaking through from the ceiling. It wasn’t the first time she had heard music coming from the room above her, she had heard it multiple times throughout the past few days while sitting in the cozy Los Angeles hotel room.
She was looking down, invested on something on her phone in the hotel lobby when the elevator door opened. She was still looking down when she entered inside and turned to push the button for the 22nd floor. The button for the 23rd floor was already lit, making her realize that she wasn’t alone in the tiny elevator. She turned her attention towards the tall, curly-headed boy in the corner. He was wearing a normal navy blue t-shirt, and a black pair of jeans. He was looking at her too, and gave her a friendly smile.