She had to go so I think, I didn't piss her off, or freak her out too much.
I literally knocked on her door asking if she had any weed as I overheard her daughter talking to a friend who just got busted for possession, or was about to, the day before.
I was still drunk ffrom the night before, and started drinkig whiskey again.
I asked her if she wanted a drink and she said yes, so we got splotched. She didn't smoke weed, only tobacco, but I think we actually may have done a line, though that bit is especially hazy, and could well be a dream.
Anyway, I ignored her for the next few days, and tonight on the piss, going a bit of skunk, I looked out to the street and thereshe was. So I yelledout to her, out my upstairs window.
When she saw it was me, it wasn't an expression of pain, or shock, but a little negative.
And I said hope I didn't get too silly thee other night. She seemed to say no, at least and then I asked her if she wanted to come for a drink.
She said, in a bit though.
She is a really nice woman. Can't be easy living with your daughter, and vice versa, in the same room, in a hotel.