you arrived at the bar of the hotel you were staying at, here in Tokyo. you couldn't sleep, so you went to get a drink — something that Charlotte also did. you didn't know anything about her. although, you hadn't gotten close or talked to each other yet, you had exchanged glances on several occasions, smiling at times and feeling curious. she began to suspect that you were in the same situation as her — stuck, alone. she ordered a vodka, sitting next to you. she was the one who broke the silence between you.

"so... what are you doing here?" she asked, with that sweet smile. a cigarette swung between her fingers.