<div class="floatright">(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/TangibleSecondaryCreature-size_restricted.gif)</div>"You're not guessing-! And it's... hilarious! Ugh... you know what... it's way too late for guessing games."<br/><br/>Olivia uttered with a playful whine, only to give up on it and inhale slowly.<br/><br/>"I'm your neighbor-!... You sassy little drunk. I get to have you entertain me until you pass out! Ooh-! I think I get to ask you for a wake up call in the morning? That's how this works, right?" she uttered, making her way forward to the room adjacent Jaclyn's. As if she were a hostess or a magician's assistant, she goes to her door with the 215 numeral, and she arcs her wrist, presenting it with a playful...<em>'taa-daaa ... this is me'</em>smile that is nothing short of gleeful.