id。
Blair resisted the urge to roll her eyes。 Who cared？ And why was Serena up so early？ Had she sneaked back into Nate’s room？
“What time are you leaving？” Blair asked rudely。
Serena felt like she’d been slapped。 Apparently； their truce had ended。
And the cold war is back on。
“Blair！” Harold chided。 “The snow is still ing down。 It’s New Year’s Eve Day。 You kids are free to stay as long as you like；” he said； glancing out the window。
Serena followed his gaze。 The flurries from earlier this morning were now large； swirling flakes。 She and Dan were supposed to be back in New York this evening for Rufus’s infamous New Year’s Eve flambé party； but now it looked like they would be forced to stay another night。 She was as trapped as the animals at the Central Park Zoo。
And about to fall prey to a lioness。
heartbreak hotel
Vanessa woke up with a start on New Year’s Eve Day。 She turned over and stretched； realizing that she was alone in bed。 Since he’d gotten back； her and Hollis’s sleep schedules had been so off； it felt as though they were roommates rather than a couple sharing a bed。
She got out of bed and sleepily padded down the winding staircase into the living room。 She sniffed the air； surprised not to smell any muffins baking or eggs frying。 Hollis loved cooking breakfast； and Vanessa had gotten used to waking up to a feast。 She smiled happily at Hollis； sitting shirtless at the counter in a pair of flannel pajama pants and the same type of thick； woolly socks he’d given to Vanessa。
“Happy New Year！ Glidilegt Nytt Ar。 Isn’t that how you say it in Icelandic？” She’d looked up the pronunciation on the Internet； sure that the phone was the only way they’d municate on the holiday。 She skipped down