I do not want you to fly away

"Was the hotel having a party?" Frederick thought as he opened his eyes. The booming sound of a Korean song had woken him up. He sluggishly got off the bed, Rosline was not on her side of the bed, he noticed. He left the bedroom and went into the living room. He halted when he saw Rosaline doing some strange dance moves. She was trying to dance seductively but was doing a very bad job. She looked like she was about to fly. Frederick thought and laughed internally. Rosaline, unaware that she was being watched, tried to raise her leg, to do a dance move. To herself, she was doing a really great job. But to the onlooker, she looked like she was now doing Kung Fu. Frederick laughed till his stomach hurt. The music was too loud so Rosaline could not hear his laughter. She bent down and shook her waist, then hopped to another position and did that again. Frederick watched her bewildered.

"Did she want to turn into a frog?" Deciding that he had laughed enough. If he laughed more, his tummy wo