It was already past nine, and Zarina couldn't shake off her excitement for the upcoming day to witness the Northern Lights, a dream she had been nurturing for a while.
Suddenly, her stomach grumbled in hunger. Deciding to address her appetite, she rose from the bed, grabbed her coat, and stepped outside. The crisp night air greeted her as she entered the hotel's common areas.
Remembering the booklet the receptionist had provided earlier, Zarina sought out the hotel's amenities. Flipping through the pages, she discovered that each floor offered different services. There was a pool, playground, gym, function hall, and a rooftop pool. Her eyes finally settled on the sixth floor, where the restaurant was located.
Grateful for her long coat that reached halfway down her legs, she tied its belt securely, making a makeshift cover for her sleepwear.
With a plan in mind and a growling stomach, Zarina made her way to the sixth floor to find a late-night bite.