#Chapter177

Lynnex's POV

I groan as I turn onto my side, the wonderful aroma of bacon entering my nose.

I wait a few moments before eventually opening my eyes and attempting to find the source of the scent.

"Good morning, sleepyhead" my best friend says from the mini kitchen area of our hotel room

I glance over in that direction only to furrow my brows.

The brunette is incredibly energetic as she flips over a pancake.

I allow my eyes to trail over her body, quickly noticing that her hair is now flowing behind her back instead of being up in a messy bun, her giant hoodie from last night...