‘What?’ is not a good enough word here. I just turned my head from side to side, and examined the room, disconnecting myself from the confusing and utterly frustrating conversation taking place. Why still couldn't I place where I'd seen this room from…? The dressing room. There was my bag on the chair beside the window, not three feet from where I was standing. Why did it look so different? I shut my eyes and focused on something totally random. Oh! I started silently singing ‘Fences' by Paramore in my head. Ironic, I know.

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