상숙자 Novels & Stories

I keep moving. I need a place to sleep. A place off the grid. I head for the Old Quarter. The buildings here are crumbling, held together by laundry lines and spite. It is Vitale territory, but it is also the place where people know how to keep their mouths shut. I find a hostel. Pension Rosa. It smells of cabbage and mildew. The woman at the desk doesn't ask for ID. She just holds out a hand for cash. I give her fifty euros. "Room 4," she grunts. "Don't use the hot water. There isn't any."

He moved slowly to the admission desk, and instead of handing over his documents, he turned to see where Nancy had gone. “Excuse me, Mr.,” the man before him said, bringing back his attention to what he ought to do. He handed over his documents and thereafter left for his room. Their program indicated that they should have orientation the following day at ten am. The hostels were shared between two people, and Paul had a roommate called Zac. “I am Paul,” he introduced himself. “Zac,” answered the guy smiling. The smile was the only assurance Paul needed. Being one not to keep quiet, he started talking about anything he thought of. Zac listened. They bonded well.

He probably does not know that i had taken a gap year from college, or that my boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend, that he never got to meet is currently lying in a hospital bed unconscious because of me and that mum has been beating herself up every day and working extra night shifts at the post office thinking i did not know, also because of me, trying to make up for all her depths, depths she had to make to cover my bills because she did not want to draw him into any of it while he has been living here in this lavish house with his perfect little family and i wanted to keep it that way. My eyes felt heavy and what i really needed was sleep, not bonding time with a father who abandoned me. "You m

Stacey replied in a croaky voice as she yawned. Robin got down the stairs of the bed and followed Stacey to the door. They opened it up to see a pretty brunette holding two red suitcases and a black handbag. She had on a red dress with minimal make up and red heels and everything screamed out "rich girl" which had them both wondering why she was in the hostel for scholarship students. "Hi, I'm Clara Marie Peters, your new roommate, it's nice to meet you guys, may I come in?" "Of course, you're welcome. I'm Robin Jane Stevens and this is my best friend Stacey Anne Waters. We are delighted to finally have you here, come in let's help with unpacking your luggage since we don't have any lectures

, I didn't understood what she said, I just nodded my head. "Ya came talking about Steff, ya think in ya head, like she's dah only motherfucker that stays here right", she continued. "I am so sorry, it's Stefflon Douglas, she said it's room two hundred and fifteen, like 215", I decided saying it in numeral cause I didn't think she would understand me. "Okay, just keep going straight, turn by your left, you will see a t-junction that separates two hostel, the one by your right is Hostel B...."

Think Kaia! I inwardly sigh, ‘What about his wolf. Is his wolf being nice to you?’ Izo was smiling and panting, ‘He’s dreamy.’ I chuckled in my mind, ‘Down girl.’ After dinner, I asked where they were staying. “I figured I could book a couple of rooms at the hotel down the street.” Isaiah said. “I rented an Airbnb. It’s a three bedroom. You guys can crash with there if you want and save the money.” I said. “Just don’t mess with the stuff in the den. That’s the setup.”

Tens of thousands of voices echoed inside his head, telling him that he would not be able to withstand it. He stalked Jane and Noah quietly from behind them all the way to the place the two had rented. It was likely the most filthy and chaotic place in the entire city. It was a large hostel that accommodated many people. He spotted people that came in with one of those strollers they used in construction sites; there were masonry, upholsterers, scavengers, and of course, women who sold their bodies for a living. There had been over a hundred people living in the enormous hostel and each room left little to no space, with the biggest room being merely thrity square meters which accommodated t

I waved goodnight to everyone and went in my room for the night. Latin Translation: Conlidam- shatter, hospes- guest

It would be entertaining to see if she could get any of it to work here at the Blue Moon. “Welcome everyone to the Blue Moon Bed and Breakfast. Please step forward, and I’ll help get you checked in, and then we’ll show you to your rooms. We hope your stay with us will be magical.” Jody beamed broadly and opened her hands in welcome. Little did they know how magical their stay would be.

I closed my eyes hoping I didn’t get sick on the way over. The hostel consisted of double occupancy in Prague, strangely I was paired with Julie. ‘But aren’t you and Darcie travelling together?’ I asked her puzzled ‘Yeah, I thought they were supposed to keep us together’ she replied ‘Oh it’s fine, I’ll room with Ruth for this time. It's fun to switch things around!’ she said in a high pitch voice. Ruth’s face reddened but she turned to grab the key from Isabella. Julie’s concerned frown matched my own, but we didn’t push the subject