username + id: shortstop +201714
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Dion pressed her face against the window as the bus pulled into the picturesque Kalokairi. She gazed out over the mountains while other patrons emptied from the bus, before grabbing her luggage and following the crowd. At sixteen years of age, Dion had finally been allowed to go on her first solo trip by her adoptive parents. It was both wonderfully exciting and a whole new variety of terrifying. She was under strict instruction to call home once a day.
Still, there was a great amount of freedom for Dion to enjoy. She had built her own itinerary, and had managed to save up enough money from her part time job that she could afford to pay for a room at the inn. As the Kalon stepped out into the cold, she knew that the first thing on her list was to check into her room and unpack. She pulled out the map that the travel guide had given her and then set off in the direction of the inn.
The Firefox Inn was so cozy and welcoming inside. She took a moment to sign the guestbook, excited to leave a mark somewhere that wasn't home. She checked in and retrieved her keys. The stairway up to the room was just as warm and inviting as the rest of the building. She stopped to admire a few of the paintings that hung on the walls before locating her room and letting herself inside.
The room itself was delightfully quaint. Dion put down her suitcase and then sat on the bed, brushing a hand against the quilt that covered it. It looked handmade, and perfectly complemented the softness of the bed. Dion laid back on the mattress, suddenly exhausted for the day's travels.
Unpacking her stuff could wait.