Standing atop her bed, Sadie stared up through the hole in the ceiling. She was standing at a slight diagonal angle from it; she would have stood directly under it, but seeing as that certain bit of carpet had just fallen to the floor underneath...

Yeah.

Needless to say, she wasn't happy.

She bounced lightly on the bed, testing how far this particular mattress would vault her.

"Hmmm..."

For just a moment, she couldn't help but admire the destruction before her. The tenant in the room above her had just wrecked three hotel rooms, not to mention the water damage done to quite a few others.

She'd be picking mushrooms off of the damp walls for weeks.

She hated mushrooms.

"Okay, all admiration gone," she thought, bending her knees beneath her and springing towards the hole. She almost made it. Almost.

But almost doesn't hold any water.

Noel began to knock even harder until the door finally opened, a pair of large child like brown eyes meeting her hazel ones.

"Um, I'm a little busy right now. Can you come back later?" the man requested, almost as if he were hiding a joke, and a funny one at that. His face was held high and his mouth formed into a large smile.

"I'm afraid I cannot. I've gotten many complaints about water dripping from ceilings in other customer's rooms below you, so may I ask to look in your room, only for a moment?" Noel asked, trying to sound appropriate for this kind of thing.

"Uh...Like I said, I'm very busy and I can't help you right now... uh, please come back later.. heh, heh," said the man his large eyes boring into her's.

"Oh, come off it, sir," Noel said, pushing him aside. Her jaw dropped immediently, "Y-you r-room fl-floor gone!!!!!" she stuttered out, looking at the large hole in the hotel floor. Her paycheck was gone, for sure...

Down on the ground floor, the water continued to drip on the desk, drumming a pattern that made Sadie cringe.

"Ah," she said to herself, "so THIS is why Chinese water torture works."

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Drrrrrrip.

"Huh, that's funny..." she mused, looking through the tarot cards. "Isn't Noel's and my room about where that dripping's coming from?"

She chuckled silently. "Ha. What a coincidence...Hey, wait a second! That could be coming from our room!"

She jumped up, banged her knee against the desk and winced. But she didn't slow down. There were more important things at risk. Like, for instance...

"MY NOTEBOOK!" she wailed. "MY BABY!!! MY DEAR, SWEET NOTEBOOK!!!"

Her legs carried her as fast as they were able for the nearest stairwell. She vaulted up the stairs, stumbling occasionally, painfully landing on her knees.

"Must...save...notebook!" she gasped.

She continued to run up the flights of stairs.

Floor 4, the painted sign on the metallic exit door said.

Floor 5.

Finally, floor 6.

She pushed through the door, barrelling to her room.

Once she got there, she fumbled with the brushed bronze key, her hands shaking.

"Why...do I have to be...so...freaking...CLUMSY!" she shouted, shoving her shoulder into the door. "Open, you anal-dwelling bald butt monkey! OPEN!"

Finally, it gave under her weight, and she fell into the room.

Water was pouring in through the ceiling. No, not through the ceiling, through a hole in the ceiling.

She went to the hole once the water stopped, staring up through it.

Her eyes were met with a sweet-looking pair of dark, puppy dog-ish orbs.

The owner of them waved tentatively, trying his hardest not to laugh.

Trying and failing.

Noel sighed in annoyance, "I say we rock paper scissors, to see who goes."

"Fine," Sadie replied, they did three quick rounds and Noel lost.

"GGGRRRR, one day you'll lose to me!!!!" was all she said before head to the room above them.

"Excuse me sir," she asked the man in the room, "Um is there a leek up here or something?"

"No, but can you make the bloody bastard upstairs quit with the water I can't take all this dripping," He said frowning at the ceiling.

"On it sir," Noel saidclosing his door and heading up the elevator, the other rooms were just like that, although each story higher she got the more water would be found in the room.

She was heading to the seventh floor skipping the six because the room there would be her's and Sadies so that would be pointless.

She began to dance to the elevator music when the elevator stopped she stepped out and walked down to the room directly above the others, she slowly began to knock on the door.

"Okay," Sadie said, shuffling the deck of cards. "Pick 'em."

Noel picked her ten cards at random, then put them on the wooden receptionist desk in front of her.

Sadie began to turn them over. "Okay, so you got a chariot thingy...Now, what does that mean again...? Crap, I can never get these things...Was that a drop of water?"

"No," Noel said, laughing. "It wasn't. Man, you weren't kidding. You're terrible at tarot."

"No, seriously, was that a drop of water?" Sadie pointed upwards, her face contorted in confusion. "I really don't want to go check it out..." She collected the cards back into a deck and put them off to the side. "I'm tired. And my feet hurt. And I don't like the elevator; it creaks...Would you please go to check it out?"

Noel and Sadie were just two girls born in the year 1992; they had lived their lives to the fullest they could. Now they had just grduated high school, but college just didn't seem like something they wanted to do, so they built a time machine to go back to a time when all you needed was a high school diploma to get a good job.

But how much building is there really to exploding a Peep in the microwave...?

"All right I'll shuffle the cards first," said Noel as she took her tarot cards in hand and began rearranging them to tell Sadie's future. She held out the deck and allowed Sagie to pick ten cards at random, but not to look at them. She then placed them in the appropiate order and allowed her to flip them over and find out about her past present and future in more ways than one.

"Hee Hee, there is a joker in your future Sadie. Hhhmmm, I wonder what that means. Well, we'll find out when we get there. My turn," Noel said, handing Sadie the deck of cards.