Kris woke up peacefully. She sat on the edge of the bed for a moment before standing up and putting on a robe. As she walked towards the bathroom, Zac woke up.
�Hey.�
She turned around and looked at Zac. �Are you wearing clothes?� Kris asked, a hint of a smile on her face.
�No.�
�Best get some on. Your family has a tendency to barge in without warning.� She walked into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Zac walked in, then gave her a look. �What?� she said, the toothbrush hanging from her mouth.
�You�re using my toothbrush.�
�So?�
�I know where that mouth has been.�
�Ew!!!� she said. �I did not and will not do that so you shut up!� She smacked his arm as hard as she could. He cringed in pain. �That�s so gross.�
�I was just joking, you didn�t have to hit me.� He looked at his arm. �I�m going to have a bruise there, thankyouverymuch.�
�Brush your teeth, your breath stinks.� He gave her a look and grabbed his toothbrush from her hand. She smiled and walked back into the main room. �I�m hungry.�
�Order something.�
�Won�t people find it a little odd that a chick is ordering room service from your room?� Zac thought about it.
�Okay, wait a minute.� He finished brushing his teeth and walked over to the phone. �What do you want?�
�I don�t know.�
�Sure I�ll order that. Can you bring me up some I don�t know? I�m sure they have tons of that laying around.� Kris gave him a look. �Pick!�
�I want chocolate chip pancakes.�
�Chocolate chip pancakes?� Zac asked. She nodded. �You are so incredibly weird.� Despite that, he called room service and ordered chocolate chip pancakes for Kris, and some for himself too.
�You say I�m weird,� Kris commented, after he put the phone down. �You ordered some for yourself.�
�With each passing moment it seemed a better and better idea.� She rolled her eyes and got under the covers.
�It�s cold in here.�
�Put some clothes on.�
�Why do that when I can just get under nice, warm covers?� He gave her a look. �What?�
�You tell me to put clothes on and then you don�t follow you own advice�What are you doing?� Kris smiled and threw her robe in his face. �Oh great, room service is going to come in and you�re naked.�
�They won�t know.�
�How do you know that? There could be some freak accident and suddenly the covers are thrown off�� he demonstrated by throwing off the covers, �and you�re exposed! Oh no!� He mockingly gasped, putting his hand over his mouth. �You have no clothes on!�
�Zac! It�s cold!� He got on top of her, supporting himself by his arms so he wasn�t laying on her. �I�m frozen.�
�I�ve noticed.� He looked down.
�Hey!� He looked back up at her eyes.
�So are you more comfortable or more uncomfortable around me?�
�Comfortable.�
�Oh really?� he asked. �You are?�
�Yeah. It�s only you, Zac. I have nothing to hide from you.�
�Well you were having some doubts last night, I just want to make sure. And the best way to make sure is to ask.�
�I just have one thing to say.�
�What?�
�You were so amazing.�
�I was? Well I should say the same thing about you. You were all I imagined and more.� She smiled. There was a knock at the door.
�Room service.�
�That was really fast,� Zac said. He threw the covers back on Kris and put the robe on. �Come in!� Zac took care of the room service guy, and in no time they were alone again. Kris sat up.
�Gimme my pancakes!�
�You�re so demanding.� He smiled. �But we don�t eat in the bed.�
�Yes we do. Gimme!�
�If you get a robe on, you can join me on the balcony. Otherwise you�ll have to stay in here and watch me eat your food.�
�It was my idea in the first place!� Zac shook his head and walked out onto the balcony. He sat down, leaving Kris inside. �Zac! I don�t wanna get up�� He ignored her. She groaned and put on a robe before going out onto the balcony. �I hate you.�
�I know.� He passed her plate to her, along with her silverware. �Merry Christmas.�
�Thank you so much for your wonderful gift. I will treasure it forever.�
�You better. I spent my entire life savings on that thing. Hours and hours of slave labor��
�Zac, shut up.�
�Still, I paid for it.�
�You know how I feel about you paying for me.� Zac gave her a look. �I can�t handle it, I feel bad.�
�Kris, there�s next to nothing you do that should make you feel bad. Don�t ever, or I�ll have to shoot you.�
�Well�� He held out his hand, his thumb and index finger out in the shape of a gun, and pointed it to her.
�Bang.�
�Hey! You shot me! I�m going to have to hurt you now.� She reached over and smacked him.
�You shouldn�t be doing that, Kris. You�re going to pop out of that robe.�
�Oh well, you�ve seen them, I don�t care.�
�Fine, go right ahead.�
�Pervert.�
�Come on, you would too.� She grabbed her silverware and started to eat her pancakes.
�These are really chocolately,� Kris said, looking in at her pancakes. �Wow.� Nevertheless, she still ate them and enjoyed them.
About halfway through her meal, Taylor came into the room and walked out onto the balcony. �Good morning.�
�Hola,� Kris said. �How are you doing?�
�Alright. Are those chocolate chip pancakes?�
�Yes,� Kris said, picking up her fork. Taylor immediately grabbed the fork from her and ate the bit that was connected to it. �Hey!�
�What?� He gave her back her fork. She poked him in the leg with it, then resumed eating. �Those are good.�
�Then get some of your own,� Kris said. �Stop stealing mine.�
�But I don�t want my own.� Again, he took her fork and ate the bit that was connected to it.
�Taylor!�
�I�ll stop, okay. Just one more bite.�
�No.�
�Come on,� he said to her, his bright blue eyes glossing over with tears. His lower lip extended just enough to make her completely give in. �Please?�
�Fine.� She sat back. �I don�t know how you can make your eyes fill up like that. Can you just cry on command or something?�
�It takes years of practice. Now I can get anything I want.�
�Well you�ve perfected it.� She looked up at him. He was doing the face again. �Stop it! Oh my God that is too cute.� She put her hand over her eyes and turned away.
�I just had to do it, sorry.� Taylor laughed. She looked back up at him again. He did it again.
�Zac!! Make him stop!!�
�Taylor, that�s enough. You can leave now. You�re making her squirm.�
�Fine then. I�ll just leave.�
�Yeah, you do that.� He walked away.
�Bye now,� Kris said, and watched him leave. �Oh God. He can never do that face again as long as I live.�
�I�ll make sure of that.� Kris looked over at Zac, and saw his upset face. �You�re jealous, aren�t you?�
�Of what? Taylor? Or you?�
�You�re jealous!�
�No I�m not.�
�You so are.�
�No!� She gave him a look. �Okay, I am.�
�Why?�
�I don�t know. I�m just kinda afraid of you being with him again. And when you are together, you just kinda ignore me.� She grabbed his hand.
�I'm sorry, Zac, but there�s no need for you to be afraid. There�s no way I�m going to get back together with him. Why would I? I love you, I don�t love him.�
�I know��
�I know you�ve been trying to keep us apart. There�s no need for it. There�s nothing between us anymore.� Zac sighed and sat back in his chair.
�We leave today.�
�Already?� Kris said. �Damn, you just can�t stay and visit for a while, can you?� She smiled. �I�ll miss you, honey.�
�I�ll miss you too, but we�ll be back in three weeks. Not like it�s a big length of time that I�ll be gone.�
�Better than last time.� She shifted, and the chair moved. �No way, this is not a swivel chair.� She spun around. �Oh this is so cool!�
�It�s just a chair, Kris.�
�But it�s a balcony chair and it spins! See?� She spun around again. �I can�t believe this.�
�Simple things for simple minds, I guess.� She gave him a look.
�Don�t ruin my fun. It�s just that this is a swivel chair, and we�re on the balcony. Usually balcony chairs are rusted and falling apart.�
�That goes to show you how great this place is.�
�This place is a palace. How much money does it cost to stay here? The beds are comfortable�not to mention huge�they have like seven warm and toasty robes in the closet, and the balcony has swivel chairs.� She got up. �I have to see what else they have here.� She walked around, and stopped in the bathroom. �They have a coffee machine in the bathroom!� she said, and showed Zac the coffee pot.
�Yes, they do.�
�And a hair dryer�I want to live here! Screw the dorm, I�m living here.�
�I agree, it�s a nice place. But we have better things to do than sit in awe of all the things they have here.�
�But�Zac��
�We have better things to do.� She hung her head and put the coffee pot back.
�Can we at least make a pot of coffee?�
�Kris��
�Fine.� She walked up to him and kissed him.
�I�m just joking, I don�t care about the coffee pot in the bathroom.� He gave her a look. �Okay, maybe I do care. And I was a bit fascinated about the swivel chair on the balcony.� His look remained. �Okay, I was really fascinated.�
�That�s better.�
�So what are we going to do? If we can�t stay here, even though I see absolutely no reason why not, there�s enough here to do and we don�t have to bother with getting dressed��
�This is a hotel room. Do you know how incredibly boring it is in a hotel room?�
�I can keep you entertained,� Kris said, a hint of a smile on her face. She let her hand trail down his arm and took his hand.
�Oh really? How?�
�We can put in a movie!� She said, and let go of him.
�Oh God�� She laughed. �That was not what I wanted you to say.�
�I know, that�s why I said it. God, Zac, what do you think I am, a ho?�
�Yes.�
�Hey!�
�But you�re my ho,� he said, and put his arms around her waist. �And it�s much better than being someone else�s ho.�
�Yeah, I guess�but that doesn�t mean I�m not.� He looked at her, slightly afraid of her answer.
�What have you been doing when I�m not around?�
�Everyone.� She giggled. �No, that�s disgusting. But seriously, what are we going to do?�
�I don�t know. Let�s go out or something. Do you know how long it�s been since we�ve gone out?�
�Too long.� She put her head against his chest, lightly hugging him. �Where are you going after you leave here?�
�Chicago.�
�Really?�
�Yup. I wish we could have gone there a month ago when you were still there.�
�I miss Chicago. San Francisco is just so�boring.�
�Boring? You have an earthquake every ten minutes!� She rolled her eyes.
�I have yet to be really affected by one. But Chicago doesn�t have earthquakes. That�s a plus.� She sighed. �I want to go home. I love Michelle and all, but this place just doesn�t has the familiarity that Chicago does. I know everyone there. There�s lots and lots of people, but I still know everyone. I haven�t been to Johnny�s since before I came here two years ago.�
�That�s it, we�re going to Johnny�s!�
�What?� she asked, backing away.
�You�re coming with us to Chicago, and you and me are going to Johnny�s. Don�t pack anything, I�ll have a flight for you tonight.�
�Zac, I can�t just go on a plane and run to Chicago for dinner at a restaurant! I don�t have the money for that!�
�You don�t, but I do.�
�You are not paying for me! You are not paying for me to go to Chicago for a few hours. Zac, that�s preposterous.�
�Don�t make it sound bad. I�m just spoiling you, that�s all.�
�I don�t need to be spoiled! If you keep doing things like this, I�m going to expect it all the time!�
�Then we don�t do things like this often. But you�re still coming with me.�
�No! I hate it when you pay two dollars for pancakes, I�ll hate it even more when you spend three hundred on a plane ticket to Chicago and back.�
�Too bad. You�re coming with me.� She shook her head. �If I have to drug you and drag you onto the flight then I will. You will be coming with us.�
�Why are you doing this?� Kris asked.
�Because I love you. If Johnny�s is what my baby wants, then Johnny�s is what my baby gets.�
�Do you know how many people blow their money when saying that phrase? You don�t need to spend money on me.�
�I need to find something to knock you out with.� Zac looked around.
�Zac!�
�Shut up! I�m looking.� He continued to look. �That lamp might work.�
�Fine, I�ll go with you.�
�I knew you�d relent.� She sat on the bed.
�But I won�t be happy about it.�
�Sure you will. I�m gonna tell them you�re going along.�
�Put some clothes on first!�
�Why?�
�You�re going out in the hotel with a robe on. Somebody�s going to see you.�
�I�m covered. More than I would be if I was wearing, say, a bathing suit.� She groaned. �I�ll be back in a second.�