Chapter sixteen - Kenji

Jenny left early this morning for a class, from my room in the hotel, after we ordered breakfast and had it together in bed. I hadn't planned to, but I fell back to sleep once she was gone, waking up to the noise of my friends playing music in the communal space.

"Kenj, I didn't realise you were still here? Thought you'd gone out early this morning." Harrison said, a pen in his hand as well as his acoustic guitar in his lap. "I know we're meant to be on break for Christmas, but it's been a few weeks now and I was itching to play something."

"Nah, it's all good, what've you got so far?" I sit on the arm of the chair and listen to the tune he's written so far. For the next few hours we're in "musicland", a place where nothing but the room being on fire could tear us away from what we're doing and I'm fairly certain even then we'd still be working out lyrics and chords while we watched the fire brigade doing their thing.

"What's going on for dinner? Shall we order in or go out?" Laurie a