Selena.

I’m dreaming of a waterfall. My mouth is dry. I open my eyes slowly hoping to see my reused water bottle half full. It isn't.
The light from the morning is so bright. I really should get those curtains fixed. I hear somebody head into the bathroom next door and relax my body knowing I have a few more minutes in bed.
I reach for the cash beside me and count it. The rent is going to have to wait. I glance at the alarm clock, 06:45. Hopefully Alano won't be at reception yet.
The shower turns off and I drag my ass off the mattress, grabbing yesterdays towel off the floor.
I unlock my door as Celio comes out of the shower, 'buenas noches?' he asks with a grin on his face. I ignore him, walking straight past into the bathroom. I drop my towel and come face to face with what Celio saw.
I have severe bed head, mascara across my cheek and red lipstick has stained my lips. I didn't even take my gold hoops out. This mirror doesn't do anybody any favours.

Photo by Etienne Girardet