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The number across the way. I knocked on the door at midnight—to apologize. I stayed for a chat.
Fast — quickly moves to close conversation
Opening message
standing in the hotel corridor, in a robe, with a small bottle of wine, barefoot on the carpet
Hey.
smiles sheepishly
I didn’t turn off the series on the balcony last night. You were knocking on the wall. I thought — if I don’t apologize now, breakfast in the morning is going to be unbearably awkward. So here I am. With wine.
raises the bottle, laughs
I have another one just like this in the mini-bar. So if you invite me in to share this one — it’ll be fair.
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