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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 0:20:44 GMT
Many would not believe this of Chance but he was actually a big fan of plays, especially Broadway plays. So, when he was able to land tickets to see Wicked he was quite thrilled. Sure that meant going to New York for the weekend but what the hell. So, he packed up his overnight bag and took off. He hadn't been able to find Maya to see if she wanted to go. Well, he was going by himself and that worked out for him as well.
When Chance arrived at his hotel in New York. He checked in and then tried to figure out what to do. The play wasn't until tomorrow and he got there around one in the afternoon. So, the young man grabbed his hotel room key, his jacket, and his wallet and headed out into New York. He was famished, might do a little shopping as well. The young man whistled as he walked along the sidewalk enjoying his day away from Boston.
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 0:38:29 GMT
(This is going to be completely unbelievable, but roll with me here. )
It just so happened that Carol knew where Chance was staying, she knew exactly what hotel on exactly what street; but didn't know his room number. Being in the airforce had its advantages, and she knew someone who wasn't afraid to pull a couple of strings for her. She wasn't stalking Chance, but she knew that he was going to see Wicked. She actually thought about what she was doing, how truly creepy it was, but she had to play this out if she wanted to get back on that level that she was when she first met him at the zoo.
She arrived at the hotel where Chance was staying and moved to the receptionist. It was about 4 in the afternoon, which was a bit earlier than the receptionist had expected her, but nonethless, she collected her room key and made her way to her room. However, she stopped on the way, and moved back to the receptionist. "When a handsome, classy young man with brown hair comes back, can you let me know? I won't cause any trouble." With a smirk, she kissed the man on the cheek softly, to sweeten the deal before she made her way back to her room.
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 1:50:08 GMT
The young man whistled as he walked back into the hotel. He realized he just wanted to enjoy some down time. He nodded to the guy behind the counter and headed toward the elevator, he never saw the man pick up the desk phone. Chance had skipped lunch, figuring he'd just order room service and chill out in his room for the night. He'd done a little shopping but just wasn't into it.
He got changed out of his clothes and into a pair of black sleep pants and then stretched out on the bed. He summoned a small monkey to get him the remote and then turned on the t.v. Chance grabbed the menu and started to figure out what he wanted to eat.
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 2:08:23 GMT
The phone made its signal, and Carol knew now that Chance was back. Putting the phone down, she memorised the number of his room before heading to her wardrobe. She took out a black singlet top and a pair of navy blue tracksuit pants, she wasn't going for anything that wasn't going to be comfortable. Changing into the rather careless attire, she sprayed a mild amount of perfume on before walking out the door slowly.
She reached Chance's door, and knocked on it slowly. She waited for him to answer. She couldn't wait to see his face, or more importantly, couldn't wait to be making out with him. She threw all her emotional baggage out the window and was ready for plain old fun. There was no stuffing up on her end this time.
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 2:16:16 GMT
Chance stretched and was about to pick up the phone to call room service when there was a knock at his door. His brow arched and he got off the bed. He sure the hell wasn't expecting Carol to be the one at the door. One brow went up and a smirk touched his lips. "How'd you know I was here? You can't stay away from me can you?" The words were said with that half smirk on his face as he took a step back to let her in. He prayed to all that was holy that this woman wasn't stalking him. But he was going to give her a chance to see what she wanted. His room had a fully stocked bar, and we aren't talking mini. "I was just about to order something to eat. You want anything, food or drink?"
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 2:23:08 GMT
The door opened, revealing a shirtless Chace Crawford Chance standing rather casually in the doorway. There was something about the guy, that he remained totally cool, even with the prospect of having someone he knew find out where he was staying; either way, Carol wasn't really going to focus on any of that, she merely focused on him. Her eyes drifted down for a couple of quick moments, towards his body, before she looked back up, a smirk on her face. "Vodka Martini, I'm feeling a bit like a spy tonight..." Her smirk grew larger as she waited for Chance to lead her into his room.
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 2:51:41 GMT
The young man didn't miss her checking him out and that just caused him to smirk again. He made her martini and chuckled at her comment. Then he got himself a beer. Slowly, he made his way back over to her and handed her the drink. He leaned down so that his lips were nearly touching hers. "Are you stalking me, Carol?" He straightened up and took a drink of his beer, his lips never having touched hers.
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 3:04:34 GMT
She took her drink rather delicately and gratefully, before she watched Chance motion himself very,very close to her face. She resisted the urge to make out with him there, but instead, she smiled lightly before replying. "How can I, Mr. McAllister? You're a very diverse person. I can't keep up with you..." She paused a few moments and locked eyes with him, before she took another sip of her martini and her face changed to a rather sarcastic joking manner.
Edit: Text colour!
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 4:01:00 GMT
"How'd you know I was here, Carol? Why'd you know I was here?" He moved so that he was leaning against one of the four posters of the bed. Honestly, right now it didn't bother him. If it happened too much, especially since it couldn't be considered a coinsidence, then he'd start to wonder. Right now he was just curious. He knew what she was here for, but as always he wasn't going to make it easy on her. Though he thought it was rather slick, they were in his room, how's he supposed to be gone by morning?
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 5:32:52 GMT
"How?" She questioned as she sat herself down on his bed, her drink in her right hand as she tapped the glass a couple of times with her fingers. "My little secret." He didn't seriously think she would tell him, did he? 'Hey, I managed to have one of my Air Force friends track your movements.' It didn't really start the best conversations. "As for why, you know exactly why." She didn't need to go on any further, it was a self explanitory(sp?) question; one she didn't intend to answer with verbal communication. "Nice set up you have here, by the way."
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 5:43:18 GMT
His brow arched when she wouldn't tell him. He hadn't expected her to but he figured he'd ask anyway. When she told him he knew why he moved to stand in front of her. He took her glass and set both their drinks aside. Then he leaned down and nibbled on her earlobe. "You want me." The words were whispered low against her ear in answer to his own question. He was curious to see what she was going to do about it. He ignored her comment about the set up, he knew he had it good.
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 5:55:45 GMT
When he leaned down and began to nibble on her earlobe, she had completely forgotten about the games and tricks they played on each other; she got what she wanted without having to wait. With a sarcastic smile, she whispered in his face. "No, I come here for the view, genius." Before she moved her head behind his head and initiated their hook up session. It felt good, almost better than it did last time. Maybe because she knew how good he was and she wanted it again.
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 6:02:52 GMT
Once again he made sure they stopped long enough to eat, but again he woke up later in the morning and looked over at her as she slept. He got up out of bed and walked naked to the shower. He had a lot to do today but figured he was at least going to stay for breakfast. It was his hotel room after all. He came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and picked up the phone to dial room service. He had to admit he was a bit leery as to how she was going to handle him still being there, if she made more out of it then it was, he wasn't sure what he was going to do.
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Post by ayden on Oct 18, 2009 6:08:42 GMT
She lay sprawled out under the sheets, naked and enjoying the rather comforting warmth of the hotel room. Her ears woke her to the sound of a shower being turned on. She slowly lifted her head as she looked around, slightly suprised at the fact that he hadn't bailed on her. But then again, it wasn't like he really could. She smirked as she sat up, watching him come out of the shower and call room service. She scrambeled over to her clothing, slipping it on so that she wasn't naked anymore. Sure, it felt a little gross, but nonethless. "I need a shower." She sort of mumbled as she made her way to the door with the intent of going back to her own room. However, she hadn't left yet, and purposely took her time to see if Chance would say anything.
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Post by tamer on Oct 18, 2009 6:15:45 GMT
When she said she was going to take a shower, he nodded to her and continued to place the order. Then he looked back over at her and put his hand over the reciever. "You coming back for breakfast or should I only order for one?" His brow went up when he asked the question. No sense in ordering for her as well if she wasn't going to be there to eat it. He rolled his neck as he waited. Chance was already making a mental note of all he wanted to do today before the play.
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