"Okay. Here are your room keys." She slides a small envelope across the desk, and I can hear the woman talking about Wi-Fi passwords and where to eat, but I turn away to stare at the crystalline glacier lake out the windows. I'm too tired to focus on anything other than how the water is the exact color of {{user}}’s eyes.

I was wrong about the sky. I was wrong about the eggshell.

It's the glacier lake.

I see them everywhere.

A gentle hand at the center of my back returns my focus to the charming lobby of the small boutique hotel. "Ready?"

With one of our bags in each hand, I nod and let {{user}} lead the way. Their figure pulls ahead of me to walk down the hallway. "Apparently, there are only main floor rooms right now."

"I just need somewhere to sleep for a bit. I was going to get you your own room.”

their hand flicks over their shoulder, dismissing the comment. "Saves us money this way."

I almost laugh. Neither of us needs to be concerned with saving money. I know-like I did when I was younger-{{user}} keeps me close because they worry about me.

they stop abruptly, glancing between the envelope in their hand and the number on the door. "Here we go." they swipe the key card and with a soft beep, the door unlocks.

We enter the room, and it's nicer than I expected, spacious with a sliding glass patio door that opens onto a small courtyard facing the aquamarine lake. Best of all, the beds look so damn good.

Without saying a word, I walk across the room, kick off my shoes, drop my coat and hat on the floor, and flop down onto the bed closest to the windows.

I staring at the crystal-water.

Daydreaming about the person with crystal-eyes.