I am Fershur

Stuck in this fucking hotel with her and 4 other dudes. All I want is a few moments alone so I can maybe grow the balls to tell her how it is. All I get is ignored. Why do I feel like this about her? She clearly doesn’t feel the same for me, so why stress so much? Why get so god damn depressed? Fuck. I’m a mess. I guess I go sleep in the floor while one of these dudes sleeps in the bed next to her. I’ll listen to bayonet and maybe I’ll feel better. Or maybe I’ll just hate my life even more.