Room 100

Finally! The sounds from the next room died down. You would think those two were making up for lost time. Truth is, I’m a little jealous. Truth is, I hate hotels. For this very reason.  But I will not let them ruin my plan. My big “it’s all about me” day. I am going to wake at the crack of noon, put on one of those fluffy white robes they got, order room service, with champagne, and pancakes, with syrup, and then spend the rest of the day in the spa getting the most expensive head-to-toe pampering service they offer.

In celebration of UnOLWG’s 100th post, I wrote the above in, 1) 30 minutes, 2) in exactly 100 words. Happy “anniversary”! Prompts this week are: The sound died; Crack of noon; I won’t let them.