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 Well this story does not take place on a cruise ship, but rather at a hotel in Miami.  I’ll of course change the names of these two people to protect their identities as they were nice enough to share this story with their friends on ships.

It all started out as two cruise ship friends were transiting between ships (and all they are is friends, no romance in this story…sorry).  So the Fred (that is what we will call him) went to see Ellen (sounds like a good name for her) at her hotel and they went out and had a good time in the bar as if they were at the crew bar on a ship.

So Ellen tells Fred that he is in no shape to drive and to come and crash in her hotel room.  The two go upstairs staggering from the booze and finally make it to the room.  Once in there, Ellen says she is going to be sick, so Fred looks around for something for her to throw up in and finds her purse, which he then dumps the contents of on the floor and hands it to Ellen who proceeds to throw up in her own purse, oh the irony!

The two find their way to their beds, the room had twin beds luckily and they went to sleep.  Sometime that evening, Fred decides he needed to go the bathroom, so he get up and stumbles through the dark hotel room until her finds a door.  Through the door he goes only to find once he stepped through and the door had closed that he was in the hallway.  Now that is not that bad, except that Fred sleeps naked as a jaybird.

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