Poppy Pink

Pandora walks between two worlds. She has grown to enjoy the wild taste while trying to stay pure. Why does she keep trying with the latter? Even she doesn't know anymore. Yet, she keeps on going. It's like there something at stake there.

Who's up next for singing?

It is then she noticed the girls staring at her. Pandora blinked for a moment. Hm? Why is everyone looking at her?

"You want to go up next?" Candy asked. The designer sat back, blinking.

"Me?" Pandora asked. She quickly shook her head.

"Oh, no, no!" she was quick to say. She jumped to her feet as they stared at her. Pandora held out her hands.

"No, I pass," she said.

"Awww," the girls said. The designer bowed her head and walked out the room. This party life wasn't her. Pandora always stood off in the corner with her drink. The girls were the ones to convince her to join this movie. She hadn't thought much about it at first. Now, here she was.

Pandora made it to the lobby. She just wanted to be alone for the moment. She spent the first day up in her hotel room. How long were they going to stay in this hotel?

"Is something wrong, miss?" a woman asked. Pandora turned her head. The receptionist stared at her from behind the desk. The designer shook her head.

"No, I'm fine," she said. "Really." The receptionist said nothing. Pandora sat down on the couch and looked out the window. Granted, she did have a good time during this film. The hotel did look rather beautiful. She did meet new people. Plus, there was a gift shop in the hotel that she could help but visit. The restaurant was nice too. So was the pool and the garden.

The designer laid down on the couch and stared off into space. Things weren't too bad so far with this movie. Maybe she could put up with it for a few more days. Pandora just wasn't into the partying part. Maybe she could find something quieter to do.

Yeah, good luck with that.