It didn’t seem to take long for either of them to fall asleep, and given their nighttime activities, it was no wonder that they both wound up sleeping incredibly well, too. By the time the sun started to rise and the clouds were powdered with reds and golds, Kat awoke. She tilted her head to blink at the sight of Diego sleeping beside her.<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--right lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fim.vsco.co%2Faws-us-west-2%2F246944%2F94601380%2F5d27825a7d12df4c90e79246%2Fvsco5d27825d2ee86.jpg%3Fw%3D480&amp;hash=7066c64df9cf2878d14e4c2ea0427960" title="vsco5d27825d2ee86.jpg">
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</div><br/>As fun as that was last night, she thought, it was going to cost her. She sighed and stretched quietly in bed, then shifted the sheets off of her and sat up, swinging her legs to the side. Leaning down, once her feet found the floor, she stood and made her way, groggily, to the bathroom. Once there, she began the process of getting herself ready.<br/><br/>Kat brushed her teeth, washed her face, took a shower, primped, and finally left the bathroom in a towel, with her hair wrapped in a smaller, twisted towel. The steam permeating out of the bathroom started to filter into the rest of the hotel room, her floral body wash and vanilla spiced shampoo scents filled the air.<br/><br/>She walked to her purse before getting dressed, taking out her checkbook and a pen. Scribbling down Diego’s name, followed by $100 more than the amount they had agreed upon previously, then signed it at the bottom and in the memo box wrote: ‘a tip for a tip.’ Setting her pen back down, she ripped the check from her book and walked over to Diego’s nightstand, where she set it.<br/><br/>From there, she walked back to her purse and returned her checkbook to it, then grabbed her overnight bag and began to pull some clothing out of it. Slowly, she started to get dressed and eventually, she’d make her way back into the bathroom - once the mirror was less steamy - to do her hair and makeup.