How Florida Ended: Pt.3
I'm going to try and finish telling this tonight, and try to be concise.
The first night we were there, I was pretty tired. So when Brother and Girlfriend decided to go down to the hotel bar, I declined and said I'd stay up in the hotel room, get showered, and read. I did all that, and a little while later Girlfriend came back up to drop the Kid off with me. I was just all, "Fine, whatever," because I thought the kid would wash up and go the fuck to sleep or something. Nooo. The kid showered, sure, and then got into her pajamas, then asked me to put her hair up in one of those towel twirl things. Grinding my teeth, I humored her and tried, even though her hair is short so it totally didn't work. Then she asked me about making her a website. "What kind of website?" I asked her. Apparently she wanted a website "about horses and kittens". I inwardly rolled my eyes and blew her off with, "I don't have the right programs with me here." She did a couple "why"s there, but I answered shortly, keeping my eyes on my book, and this eventually deterred her a little. Then she started to paw through my writing notebook, so I snapped that shut and said with a frozen smile, "You can't read it until it's done." Which is code for it was a Romeo & Juliet parody I'd started, which had much swearing. Then a while later Brother came back and asked if I wanted to come down to the bar with them. I said no, but he brought the Kid down to the bar, which was perfectly fine with me. I got some reading time in.
Later, they came back. It was perhaps 1am, which is an outrageous time for an 8-year-old to be out, at a bar, in the first place. Then the real drama started, after everyone got changed into pajamas and stuff. My brother originally planned to sleep on the floor, while I slept in one bed and Girlfriend and the Kid in the other bed. Then Girlfriend insisted that he get into the bed with them, which was fine for a while. Then suddenly the Kid got out of bed and stood between the beds, staring at the floor. She wouldn't say anything when either of them asked what was wrong. She went into one of her silent pouts. So finally my brother ended up sleeping on the floor anyway, and they turned the light back off while the Kid was still standing there, refusing to say anything. A while later, she finally got back into bed with her mom. Later in the night, Girlfriend and Kid both got up and both threw up - Christie because she'd had too much to drink and the kid for attention.
To be continued, again. When, I'm not sure. While everyone's visiting I don't get much time to myself to read, think, and write.
The first night we were there, I was pretty tired. So when Brother and Girlfriend decided to go down to the hotel bar, I declined and said I'd stay up in the hotel room, get showered, and read. I did all that, and a little while later Girlfriend came back up to drop the Kid off with me. I was just all, "Fine, whatever," because I thought the kid would wash up and go the fuck to sleep or something. Nooo. The kid showered, sure, and then got into her pajamas, then asked me to put her hair up in one of those towel twirl things. Grinding my teeth, I humored her and tried, even though her hair is short so it totally didn't work. Then she asked me about making her a website. "What kind of website?" I asked her. Apparently she wanted a website "about horses and kittens". I inwardly rolled my eyes and blew her off with, "I don't have the right programs with me here." She did a couple "why"s there, but I answered shortly, keeping my eyes on my book, and this eventually deterred her a little. Then she started to paw through my writing notebook, so I snapped that shut and said with a frozen smile, "You can't read it until it's done." Which is code for it was a Romeo & Juliet parody I'd started, which had much swearing. Then a while later Brother came back and asked if I wanted to come down to the bar with them. I said no, but he brought the Kid down to the bar, which was perfectly fine with me. I got some reading time in.
Later, they came back. It was perhaps 1am, which is an outrageous time for an 8-year-old to be out, at a bar, in the first place. Then the real drama started, after everyone got changed into pajamas and stuff. My brother originally planned to sleep on the floor, while I slept in one bed and Girlfriend and the Kid in the other bed. Then Girlfriend insisted that he get into the bed with them, which was fine for a while. Then suddenly the Kid got out of bed and stood between the beds, staring at the floor. She wouldn't say anything when either of them asked what was wrong. She went into one of her silent pouts. So finally my brother ended up sleeping on the floor anyway, and they turned the light back off while the Kid was still standing there, refusing to say anything. A while later, she finally got back into bed with her mom. Later in the night, Girlfriend and Kid both got up and both threw up - Christie because she'd had too much to drink and the kid for attention.
To be continued, again. When, I'm not sure. While everyone's visiting I don't get much time to myself to read, think, and write.