Paris? (Confusion, confusion)

[Passage of time]

I was alive, at least that’s what I thought. I was in a room, in a double bed and Vídia was by my side. I was upside down and with a part of my body on the floor. Dia was all sprawled in bed and sleeping with her mouth open, her hair all over her face.

I crawled as far as I could into the bathroom and looked at my situation, and by God, I almost died of fright. I was more animal than human. There was this guy with the wrong blonde wig on my head and there was glitter everywhere. There wasn’t just glitter on me, but everywhere. Everywhere. Without a doubt, Barbie would love to live here.

I ran up to Vídia and started fiddling with her, but no waking up. I was afraid Vídia is dead and I slapped her hard on the forehead. She stood up very quickly, as if she had just been resurrected by the slap. She looked scared to the side and then looked at me scared.

"Are you a blonde?"

The person is in an unfamiliar place, woke up with a slap and the first thing he noticed differently was my hair. That’s the kind of person Dia is. Then a phone started ringing and I started desperately trying to find him.

"Quick Vídia!" The rush, which looked like a silly cockroach walking around the room.

"I thought so". Vídia screams still a little groggy and I take her phone, since she was looking like a crazy person.

"Hello?"

"Giulia? Thank God". I looked at the phone and saw that it was Fernando. "Where is Vídia? Is she okay?" He asks and his voice is that of a desperate man.

"Vídia is in the bathroom probably almost putting the kidney out, but otherwise it’s normal". I answer unwillingly for not liking him.

"Have you checked on her?" yells at me.

"I said she’s throwing up, so it means she’s alive, stop being slow, boy. Is it her or the kidney?" I ask screaming and my head soon complains.

"Look here your..." The phone seems to be taken from Fernando.

There seemed to be a little argument between Fernando and whoever is with him. I started to get bored, just wanting to find out where I am to leave.

"Mia". My stressed posture went to the ground or hear him call me by my nickname-which he himself gave me in a tone of extreme concern. " Where are you?" Philip asks also worried.

Then I again return to reality, not knowing where I was and go into agony.

"I don’t know". I answer with a low voice knowing that I would take a beautiful of a sermon and with reason.

I was looking around that room, having no idea how I got here.

"What do you mean you don’t know? Where did you two go?" Now it’s Fernando who screams and I had to hold on to not curse him.

"Go plant zucchini that is the best you make of your life Fernando". I say only this, no doubt, proud of my father.

I see that I’m only wearing lingerie and I start looking for my clothes, until I find a men’s blouse. M.E.U.P.A.I of eternity, the shit this shirt was doing here? I tried to force my memory and nothing came.

Did I? Or worse, did Vídia? I had to muffle a scream, not to put out all that strange feeling. I found a woman’s shorts, but that was not mine and neither Vídia, I put him and the shirt.

"I will go down at the reception and ask what hotel we are in". I talk and hang up in Fernando’s face.

I go to Vídia and see that he is sleeping near the vase. He smiled at the image, not believing that we were reliving the adolescent times. As the bathroom was clean I left her. I would be quick. I got into the elevator and found out we were on the sixth floor and there was a person next to me.

"Weather is hot right?" I comment with a dull smile, since the man looked at my appearance as if he were a crazy person.

The man confirms with his head, that is, he understood me. This is good news, since we do not leave the country. I arrived at the concierge and at first the doorman looked at me like I was crazy, but then remembered to keep the posture.

"Good morning miss". The doorman greets forcing a smile.

"Hi". I reply showing a embarrassed smile. " I would like to know in which hotel I am". I ask staring around, seeing that the hotel was gorgeous.

"The lady is at the Hotel Tour Plazel". Replies holding so as not to smile.

"I get it".

There was no such hotel in Florence. So I got up the nerve to ask the crucial question.

"What town are we in?"

The man looks at me like I’m crazy and I keep a forced smile on my face. And unfortunately I couldn’t judge him, my hair was a mess, I was wearing strange clothes and in a city I don’t know.

"Madame is in Paris". The doorman answers me now with the physiognomy would be.

"Paris". I repeat surprise. "More than shit!"

I scream and everyone listens, I apologize and go back to the elevator, calling again for Fernando. But soon I disconnect the connection, after all there was still the issue of strange clothes in the room. Did Vídia stay with someone? But it could also have been me. In fact, I had no idea which alternative was best.

I enter the room and come across a man, then I start screaming. The man cowers a little for fright and looks at me strange.

"Who are you?" I ask grabbing a large glass vase.

"Easy, easy!" the man asks to see me with the vase. " Liam, I’m Liam, we met at the club. You and your friend were very upset. Me and my girlfriend bring them here". Explains quickly and with hands in surrender, possibly afraid that I would hit him

"Where’s your girlfriend then?" How does a woman get out of a room.

The woman looks at me a little scared because I was holding the vase and only now realized it, so I put it in the place before.

"Excuse me and thank you for helping us". I ask and show you a dull smile.

"Come have coffee, I’ve done enough for all of us". The woman speaks in a lively tone, showing to be a hospitable person.

"Thank you". I speak going towards the table and drinking a generous amount of water.

"Where’s your friend?" Liam asks.

I widen my eyes and recall the existence of Vídia and run to the bathroom.