Who: Sierra and Ethan
Setting: Sierra's room - on the boat
She wasn’t really that hard to track down. He’d heard her family was on the boat and really it took asking some kid who delivered room service and he pointed out the room. Ethan leaned on the door frame before knocking, waiting to see if she was there. That was the other interesting part to the rumor. Sierra Keighly wasn’t leaving her room anymore. The staff had noticed. That did not fit with the girl he remembered.
The girl Ethan remembered wasn't quite there anymore. That was probably pretty clear when she opened up the door, wearing comfy pjs, with her hair down, no make up on, looking pretty much ready for bed. There wasn't anyone in her room, she wasn't pre-gaming for the evening, there wasn't any loud, bouncy music on. She was pretty surprised when she saw who it was. “Hey, Pix,” she said, looking slightly confused by his presence. Not that she wasn't glad to see him. She was. It just felt like it was from another life that she even knew him. They'd partied together, partied hard. She might have slept with him, though she was fuzzy on whether or not that was a thing or just something the press had made up. “I um, I didn't know you were onboard. When did you get here?” she asked, hesitating a second then letting him in.
( you should have called )