Drabble 84: #70 Late
Characters: Aira and Ambrose
Pairing: *blinks*
Location: Ame Town

Morning sunlight pour into the room, falling on Aira's sleeping form. She groaned a bit, annoyed by the sun that was pouring in. She rolled over in her bed and groggily looked at the clock.

Aira sat up rapidly in shock. "Shit. Ambrose! We're late!"

She got out of bed and quickly ran around the room trying to get dressed and grab her things. Ambrose stirred slightly before mumbling, "Five more minutes Aira."

Aira shook him. "No! Not five more minutes! We're late!"

Ambrose moaned and fell back asleep. Aira twitched and snapped open her fan. -wham- Ambrose went flying into the hotel wall. "Damnit Aira, what was that for?" Ambrose shouted, sleep leaving him. He rubbed his head where it had hit the wall.

"WE'RE LATE!!" Aira shouted at him.

Ambrose's eyes widen. "What! Why didn't you get me up earlier?" He got up and began to grab his things.

"I tried!"

The two scrambled around running back and forth trying to get packed. "Oh we should have packed last night," Aira mumbled to herself. She zipped up her bag and tossed it towards the door before dumping the bed sheets on the bed.

"Hurry up Aira. We're late remember!" called out Ambrose. He was heading out the door to check out at the front desk.

"I'm coming!"

Five minutes later they out the hotel door and heading towards the doctor. "What are the chances we won't be late and actually make it on time before ferry leaves?" asked Aira.

"Slim to none," answered Ambrose.

In the port ahead, the ferry's whistle rang through the air. Ambrose and Aira's eyes widen in shock and realization. "Ah! The ferry is gonna leave soon! We're late!" they cried.