Madison Ford opened her eyes to sunlight streaming in through the Paris hotel's balcony window. The breeze outside blew on the curtains and brushed against her face lightly. She started to stretch until the man in the bed next to her shifted slightly. She froze, hoping she wouldn't wake him further. When she was sure he was back to sleep, she reached over slowly to check the time on her phone. When the screen lit up, she jumped out of bed. [color=00a651]"Oh shit!"[/color] She shouted. This startled the man next to her who sat up. His shaggy, blonde was hair plastered to the side of his head from the position he was laying in. 

"What's wrong?" he asked in a groggy voice, rubbing his eye. His french accent make him sound more feminine than she found appealing but he didn't lack in the aesthetics department so she could look past it. 

[color=00a651]"I'm late for my shoot,"[/color] she replied, frantically trying to find her desired outfit for the day. The man gave her a slight smirk.

"You should just skip it. I wouldn't mind being in bed with you all day. We could watch a movie. Or find other things to do."

[color=00a651]"Uh,"[/color] she stopped and faced him, attempting to pull on her jeans awkwardly. [color=00a651]"Jason? Jonathan?"[/color] she made a sympathetic face at her lack of ability to remember his name. He flashed her a grin that lit up his face. He was either perpetually optimistic or significantly dense. Either way it didn't matter when it came to one night stands.

"It's Eric," he answered, trying to reach out to pull her back to bed. She took a small step back and tilted her head slightly, as if the name was completely new to her. 

[color=00a651]"Eric. Right. Well, Eric, you can order whatever you want from room service. I requested a late checkout so you just have to be out by 1. I have a shoot I have to be at, uh,"[/color] she looked at her phone, [color=00a651]"10 minutes ago. I'll uh call you, or whatever." [/color]She buttoned her pants, grabbed the leather bag on the armchair next to the door and slipped on a pair of black flats while simultaneously throwing her hair up into a ponytail. She turn back for a second before she walked out. [color=00a651]"Uh. Later dude." [/color]she called out. She pushed her over-sized sunglasses on her face and, as the door shut, she swore she saw him wave. [color=00a651][i]Foreigners[/i][/color], she mumbled to herself as she headed to the lobby.