Marita wasn't the only one wondering what Billie had been thinking. Billie, too, had been wondering that ever since her trying to have a little bit of fun had turned into a girls' night in with people she didn't know or cared to know.
So far, all the pillows in the suite had been punched into nigh nonexistence, and if it weren't for the possibility that someone might hear, Billie certainly would've punched walls too.
And then, there was knocking. Billie's face distorted into a furious frown as she looked to Marita - like Marita could somehow turn back time - but she didn't move.
Hopefully, and hoping for something like this was new for her, she wouldn't get stressed out. Because then all hell would break lose, and instead of playing with a young not that bright lonely girl, - which had been her objective all along - she would show this to other two strangers who might have ties to others on the ship. Not good.
Looking anxiously to the door, Billie sighed and stomped her foot on the floor.