Refuse

"No, I'd really rather not," you say.

"Ooh pooh," Saoirse frowns. "Well then, we're done our nails and your pretty make-up, and I'm feeling pretty tired."

"Yeah," Ashley pouts. "I'm going to go to bed."

"Me too," Grace says, as Kerri nods in agreement.

"I think you better go, Jack," Saoirse says.

"If you say so," you shrug, disappointed.

With that, you're gently **** out of the room, and into the hallway. You sigh, heading down to the bathroom where you free your hair, ruffling it up to its previous, messy look and watching the make-up off your face, making sure to get every last bit of it. With that you leave the bathroom, heading up the stairs back to your room and pushing the door open. You're immediately hit by a barrage of insults from your room-mates at waking them up, but shrug, heading to bed to try get some shut eye.