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[/cell][cell][indent][sub]The time spent on the road had blurred for Ava and it did so for a number of reasons. She was in and out of a couple of power naps that kicked in as soon as she settled into one of the comfortable beds she had claimed on the second floor and even applied her own signature to it. She had remembered going down to the ground level to get something to drink and one of the GearFits had mentioned they just passed some town named Victorville. That was the last time anyone saw anything resembling Ava Esposito until they reached their destination.

Dragging herself out of the comfortable bed with overhead air conditioning (which was something she appreciated )to the dry heat of this summer afternoon in Las Vegas, all of Ava's serenity and peace of mind was stripped away from her the moment her face felt the light gust of humidity. At the same moment, when all distractions of comfort had also been stripped of her (and in addition to her being forced to carry her own bag, she remembered why she needed quality alone time and the full head of pink hair was it.

If Ava was a lesser person, she might say something about everything that was pissing her off right now. She might even go as far as to make sure the people she was annoyed at heard her, but she didn't want to drudge up issues that were best left in Beverly Hills, Most of those who stepped off the RV were her friends and she was going to suck it up and try and not stir up anything. The only thing she wanted to stir up was something that would make her forget about her troubles.

Hurling her bags over her shoulder, Ava and everyone else went into the Bellagio, which holy hell was it a nice hotel. "Jesus fuck!" Ava exclaimed, eyes full of wonder. She lived a life of luxury and privilege but that didn't mean she was immune to getting starstruck. And from the ceiling to the way everything was placed and how shiny it looked, if this was going to be commonplace for where they'll be staying at throughout the summer, AVa could more than deal with Princess Peach and her five feet of mememe. 

Ava had finished her moments of awe and followed the rest of the gang to the elevator. Truth be told, she was too busy basking in the glory of the lobby that she didn't even hear any of what AJ said. She heard his voice and even nodded, but between her eyes elsewhere and her attention wherever her eyes were focused on, it wasn't until the elevator stopping did she see the looks some of her preferred company give her as others who stepped off on one floor that she didn't want to waste time with. Ava's slow uptake on the scene had finally lit off the lightbulb that was her mind and she gave them all the "are you serious" look, to which she followed up with an annoyed, albeit accepting, expression as she dragged her bags with the others to their room on the 35th floor.

She looked back at not only Ivy, who she wasn't sure if she was still mad at her for this morning or not and Reyna, her ride-or-die who had to suffer with AJ. 

When Ava and the rest figured out their living arrangements and she felt the wind of a rushing Leon, she parked it on one of the couches with one of her legs resting on the armrest and she whipped out her phone, sending Reyna a text.

[pre]I'm so sorry you have to deal with him boo. 
u can com crash in my bed if you get tired of him ;)[/pre]
When it went through, she let her head fall naturally against the soft cushion of the couch, letting her mind sink as her head physically did into it, relaxing every muscle in her body in the process. She thought about a lot but the one thing that seemed to recur was her lack of college entry. Truth be told that was the only consistent thing she could think about and especially when she opted to be alone in her thoughts for a few moments. It wasn't that she was all that ashamed. She wasn't so ignorant to think that she wouldn't be accepted to a community college, when all of her friends were going to college and how she hid it, that weighed on her.

[color=5F722C]”Mojito’s anyone?”[/color]

Ava perked up immediately as though Sam had said the magic word. [color=9966cc]"Sammy, my man!"[/color] Ava hollered, rushing over to the bar, sitting on the stool next to the one Leon's impulsive ass knocked over. [color=9966cc]"I'll take two to start with and make sure mine is mostly alcohol. If I even get a whiff of fruity, I'm going to rub my ass all over that couch you just claimed!"[/color] She teased (mostly). Sam should know it was best not to test Ava, especially when it was clear as day that her good mood depended on how fast those mojitos were made.
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