keirasullivan | ALL ABOARD [AARON]

Count to ten, take a deep breath and do not kill your sister. As much as she loved Kaitlin, and it was hard to stay mad at her for very long, Keira was feeling the urge rising to kill her little sister. Especially considering the fact that she had dropped out last minute of their little girly week away. Something that Keira hadn't exactly wanted to do in the first place but oh no, Keira needed a vacation, Keira needed some one-on-one time with her sister, Keira had been dumped at the docks while her sister went off to see her apparently secret boyfriend.

"Ugh, do not kill her. Just think calming thoughts, calming thoughts." Keira muttered to herself, swiping her card key through the door. Pulling her stuff in backwards, Keira looked around the room before smiling. Okay, so maybe she wasn't going to kill her sister after all. A week of this all to herself? No sharing with her little sister? "I think I might actually enjoy this. Huh."

Dropping her bags down, Keira explored her apparently plush room before she hunted for her bikini in her suitcase. If she was going to have an enforced holiday, she was going to damn well enjoy it. Starting with a dip in the pool and a lot of alcohol. Maybe all the alcohol. Peeling her t-shirt off, Keira hummed to herself as the door to her room opened.

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aaronmiller

The room had been the first thing Aaron had beelined toward. He had two heavy bags, there was no way he was lugging them around longer than he had to. Easing passed people, he eventually came to a stop in front of the room he was given. True to form, it unlocked once he used the key.

He was not greeted by the sight of a shirtless woman.

"Holy -" and he turned his head immediately to look away, a little too stunned to do much else. It was either that or gawk, and gawking seemed like a terrible idea. "What are you doing in here?!"

Edited Date: 2014-07-22 07:03 pm (UTC)

From:

keirasullivan

Hands moving around her back, her fingertips brushed the clasp of her bra as the door swung open. Looking up startled, she froze lie a damn deer in the headlights. Grabbing her tee, she clutched it to her chest as she stared at the guy in front of her.

"Wha- do you mind? Oh my god," she muttered, immediately spinning around as he looked away. Cheeks flushed, she pulled on her tee frantically before pulling her hair through. "What am I doing in here? What are you doing in here? This is my room."

From:

aaronmiller

Aaron was still not looking and wasn't going to look until he was sure she had her shirt back on. He heard the telltale rustling of her getting redressed, and only when it was quiet did he venture a look. She seemed irked at him, as if it was his fault he went into the room he was assigned.

"My key opened this door," he replied, which was pretty much the definition of this being his room. "And the number is on my information. I can show it to you, if you want."

From:

keirasullivan

"I'm decent, well I'm as decent as I ever am." Keira said, drawing hair back down and trying to settle the heavy weight of it against her back. Looking around the room, she grabbed her own key and information before looking over it. "Here, I've got mine too. If it's a mistake, I'm sure the cruise people can sort it out, right? You just scared me, I really wasn't expecting anyone to be walking in on me."

From:

aaronmiller

Aaron frowned a little, scratching the side of his cheek. He wasn't even sure who they had to speak to, but if she really did have a key to the room, it was obviously a problem. She was dressed, which made things a lot less weird.

"I would have knocked, but, you know. Didn't exactly expect anyone in here," he said, attempting to lighten the mood a little. She was right, though, someone had to be able to fix it. "You're right, though. Has to be some way to fix this."

He wasn't looking forward to lugging his stuff around even more, but he did try to be a gentleman. That meant if he could, he'd be the one getting the new room. She already looked like she was a little more settled in anyway.

From:

keirasullivan

"No kidding, right? Free cruise, there's always a catch isn't there. It's probably just an admin error, I was supposed to be sharing with my sister. She ditched me at the docks," she said, sighing as she tied her hair back up and lifted it from her back. She was far too hot to be trekking around looking for cabin crew. "Okay, so uh- just dump your stuff here and we'll sort it out once they get our rooms sorted out."

Keira checked her pockets, making sure she had everything before offering the intruder-guy a wry smile. "I'm Keira by the way, it's nice to have flashed you?"

From:

aaronmiller

Aaron considered the offer. Whatever room he was put in had to be around where they were anyway, right? Leaving his stuff probably was a better idea.

"Aaron Miller," he replied, as he carefully rolled his two bags in further so he could set it down. Once his hands were freed, he offered one for her to shake. "Sorry, I promise I didn't see much."

From:

keirasullivan

Keira looked up, glancing down at the offered hand before extending her own hand back and shaking his firmly. Oh, good hands. Damn, why did guys always have to have good hands.

"It's the much part that I worry about, I mean I could have a shameful tattoo that I never wanted anyone to see. And if you did see it, you might have to sleep with the fishes." She replied, doing her best mafia impression. It was probably more Sullivan than anything and the Sullivan's had a lot of fingers in a lot of shady pies. "Come on, let's go find a crew person. See if they can figure this out. What made you come on a cruise anyway?"

From:

aaronmiller

"Do you have shameful tattoos?" he asked, sounding a little amused. He was....pretty sure she was kidding. He fell into his easy pattern of joking around. "Or wait, nevermind, I probably shouldn't be asking that, right? Anyway, I was offered the chance to come and sort of jumped on it. This is my first one I've ever been on,, surprisingly enough."

Especially given his father's tendency for extravagance. He supposed he hadn't liked boats. Pushing the thought from his head, he headed toward the door.

Aaron was closest to the door, so when he opened it, he held it for her, motioning out."After you."

From:

keirasullivan

"Sure, I have a giant tattoo on my back of all the faces of One Direction, it's my pride and joy." She replied deadpan, her face a mask of pure seriousness before she grinned wryly and shook her head. "You can ask me that, it's fine. I've got a tattoo... somewhere."

Keira smiled at the gentlemanly behaviour, bumping into him slightly as she tried to get her sea legs.

"I was supposed to be here with my sister, my er- twin sister and she kind of ditched me last minute."

From:

aaronmiller

"I am going to guess that is an embarrassing band," Aaron replied, raising a brow. He obviously was not well versed enough in the music to catch the reference, but certain types of bands seemed to follow a pattern when it came to names. "I'll take somewhere. I have one too, somewhere."

He put a brief hand on her shoulder to steady her, the motion almost automatic. Considering how much stumbling he'd done since he got on the boat, he recognized her balance was probably off.

"Twin, huh? Identical?" he asked, following her out and closing the door behind the.

From:

keirasullivan

"If you're not a teeny bopper or in your early twenties then yeah, pretty embarrassing. But who am I to judge? I used to listen to Backstreet Boys," Keira replied with a grin. Well, Kaitlin had which meant Keira had, had a lot of enforced listening. And if Keira hadn't objected to her walls being plastered with posters well, then it wasn't her fault.

"Yeah, to a point. I mean, we're identical but we don't exactly look the same." Keira said. Kaitlin was definitely more clean cut looking of the two but definitely wilder out of the pair of them. "Not anymore anyway. College does wonders for your sense of self and identity."

From:

aaronmiller

"I remember those days well," he said, grinning. Honestly. he hadn't quite been a wild child, but the freedom he had from the stifling influence of his father did change him in a lot of ways. "What did you study in college? Anything interesting?"

From:

keirasullivan

"The days of you listening to Backstreet Boys? Wow, you do have an interesting past." Keira teased with a wry smile. She knew what he meant but it was more fun to think of him as a fanboy at the moment. "Library Sciences. I'm a Librarian and don't you know librarians do it better and by the book. What about you?"