They kept walking, till they reached their destination, it was a particularly vibrant hotel with workers inside everywhere, visible from outside, they were doing everything yet with carefulness.

most the rooms had closed windows and lights by now so yeah they could tell they were unexpected here, which I mean even if the windows weren’t close which hotel gets people at 12pm?

The trio stepped inside, the smell of fresh, flower like air refresher that felt like it cleansed the soul, the very energetic and welcoming staff, all in a proper uniform that shows great management , chandeliers everywhere, though not made for showing off but more of great light, a separate waiting room, that seems to have very comfortable looking couches, huge stairs, everything was in a mix of white, golden and dark brown wood, which went very well together and were mesmerising to look at, the workers kept bringing snacks to the empty waiting room in case someone comes, and there were golden signs pointing towards each place, waiting room, gym, pool, elevator, overall it was a pretty elegant hotel.

They approached the desk and found a well dressed young lady, she was in white and red uniform with a French hat, she had a very welcoming smile, she looked straight out of an ad, but we all know she’s probably just aiming for that raise in her minimum wage paycheck, after all who can just stand there and be welcoming all day? A statue?

Míngxīng (inner monologue) : “she looks like the type who’d kill for an extra two euros an hour..”

“Welcome to melía hotels, I hope you have your greatest visits, what rooms would you lady and gentlemen like? I have rooms available in floors 2,7 and 11.” She said, she seemed nice and welcoming with a very thick, noticeable French accent.

“what rooms do you have in floor 4 currently?” Ibrahim said, he aimed for the lowest floor for some reason

“I have room 12, 6, and 3, 5 and 19 in floor four, would you like those or a suite for all of you three?”

“We’ll take 6,5 and 3, thank you.” Ibrahim said

The woman nods and gives them the three keys, she gives them another welcoming smile.

“Enjoy your visit!” She says again, in her welcoming, THICK French accent.

Ibrahim takes key 4-6, gives Lada key 4-3 and míngxīng key 4-5

Lada (inner monologue) : “why am I first? Ugh, is he using me as some sort of human shield so that I have to take the worst rooms?!!” She looked visibly upset, but no one responded to it

They each walk to their own rooms, it’s all the same, fruits and snack on the table with a coffee maker, a single, twin sized bed in the middle with white sheets and a blanket, a bathroom that they didn’t even bother entering, a balcony that had a small table, and it’s obvious it’s for smoking, an air conditioning on top of the bed, and two tables on each side.

Lada laid down on her bed, she put the blanket over her. “My bipolar disorder really took over every single thing today..” she said, WAIT…. BIPOLAR?!?!?!? Is what I would’ve said if I didn’t see her have like five mood swings in the minutes, looks like I went off topic…. Anyway, back to narrating! she seemed sad but then she completely dozed off, though she looked like she’s drowning in guilt before sleeping.

Míngxīng just laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling, like he didn’t even need to sleep. Wait, he doesn’t.. completely forgot about his magic there.

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I forgot throwing something like that out there would get you asking “what’s magic?”, my dear audience… it’s Basically it’s an ability gifted by the gods, it’s determined by how someone’s life in the future will go, some people get it and some just don’t, it’s called a gift. Basically that’s all, you’ll probably hear that again from someone else but I am such a good narrator so I am gonna share it first so you don’t get lost, you’re welcome.

Ibrahim just slept on the chair, wait… HE SLEPT ON A CHAIR? The bed is right next to him… why the chair? Like.. what did the bed do to you..

Anyway, he was in dreamland and looked like he didn’t have a good night’s sleep in years.

They kept walking, till they reached their destination, it was a particularly vibrant hotel with workers inside everywhere, visible from outside, they were doing everything yet with carefulness.

most the rooms had closed windows and lights by now so yeah they could tell they were unexpected here, which I mean even if the windows weren’t close which hotel gets people at 12pm?

The trio stepped inside, the smell of fresh, flower like air refresher that felt like it cleansed the soul, the very energetic and welcoming staff, all in a proper uniform that shows great management , chandeliers everywhere, though not made for showing off but more of great light, a separate waiting room, that seems to have very comfortable looking couches, huge stairs, everything was in a mix of white, golden and dark brown wood, which went very well together and were mesmerising to look at, the workers kept bringing snacks to the empty waiting room in case someone comes, and there were golden signs pointing towards each place, waiting room, gym, pool, elevator, overall it was a pretty elegant hotel.

They approached the desk and found a well dressed young lady, she was in white and red uniform with a French hat, she had a very welcoming smile, she looked straight out of an ad, but we all know she’s probably just aiming for that raise in her minimum wage paycheck, after all who can just stand there and be welcoming all day? A statue?

Míngxīng (inner monologue) : “she looks like the type who’d kill for an extra two euros an hour..”

“Welcome to melía hotels, I hope you have your greatest visits, what rooms would you lady and gentlemen like? I have rooms available in floors 2,7 and 11.” She said, she seemed nice and welcoming with a very thick, noticeable French accent.

“what rooms do you have in floor 4 currently?” Ibrahim said, he aimed for the lowest floor for some reason

“I have room 12, 6, and 3, 5 and 19 in floor four, would you like those or a suite for all of you three?”

“We’ll take 6,5 and 3, thank you.” Ibrahim said

The woman nods and gives them the three keys, she gives them another welcoming smile.

“Enjoy your visit!” She says again, in her welcoming, THICK French accent.

Ibrahim takes key 4-6, gives Lada key 4-3 and míngxīng key 4-5

Lada (inner monologue) : “why am I first? Ugh, is he using me as some sort of human shield so that I have to take the worst rooms?!!” She looked visibly upset, but no one responded to it

They each walk to their own rooms, it’s all the same, fruits and snack on the table with a coffee maker, a single, twin sized bed in the middle with white sheets and a blanket, a bathroom that they didn’t even bother entering, a balcony that had a small table, and it’s obvious it’s for smoking, an air conditioning on top of the bed, and two tables on each side.

Lada laid down on her bed, she put the blanket over her. “My bipolar disorder really took over every single thing today..” she said, WAIT…. BIPOLAR?!?!?!? Is what I would’ve said if I didn’t see her have like five mood swings in the minutes, looks like I went off topic…. Anyway, back to narrating! she seemed sad but then she completely dozed off, though she looked like she’s drowning in guilt before sleeping.

Míngxīng just laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling, like he didn’t even need to sleep. Wait, he doesn’t.. completely forgot about his magic there.

I forgot throwing something like that out there would get you asking “what’s magic?”, my dear audience… it’s Basically it’s an ability gifted by the gods, it’s determined by how someone’s life in the future will go, some people get it and some just don’t, it’s called a gift. Basically that’s all, you’ll probably hear that again from someone else but I am such a good narrator so I am gonna share it first so you don’t get lost, you’re welcome.

Ibrahim just slept on the chair, wait… HE SLEPT ON A CHAIR? The bed is right next to him… why the chair? Like.. what did the bed do to you..

Anyway, he was in dreamland and looked like he didn’t have a good night’s sleep in years.