Two young women came down the hotel hallway toward us. My buddy said, “Last call was 10 minutes ago.” They stopped in their tracks and groaned. He showed them our bag of beers and nodded toward my door. I already had it open.
One, Charlene, was a brunette, lean, and quiet, and the other, Sharon, was a dirty blonde, chunky, and loud. I was trying to get to know the quiet one. At one point she needed to go back to their room for something. My buddy asked if he could go with her. She shrugged and said “Alright.”
I thought my buddy was honing in on the loud girl and she must have thought the same thing, because after the door closed and the room fell quiet, she said, “Guess you’re stuck with me.”
Sharon said they were missing their boyfriends. She quickly followed up with how their boyfriends just left them there and went to work on the ships, so what were they supposed to do? I said that was funny, because my buddy and me were put in the hotel to wait for a flight for our ship.