Random Beatles short stories (updated)

43. Hotel visit

After a long show:

George: Can we get to our hotel now?

Paul: Yeah. I'm already exhausted. He said while walking to the car outside.

George: I hope fans won't follow us- He said while climbing into the vehicle.

John: They always do. He said, walking and climbing in the car after George. Ringo entered the car last and it was driven off.

They are driven to their hotel, which was not very far from where the concert was. When they arrive, the streets were full of fans, which makes them groan.

George: Oh no-

Paul: Why can't they, at least ONCE, leave us alone? He said, sounding slightly agitated.

John: They're just excited fans, y'know?

Ringo: Too excited, if you ask me.

George: By the way we have two double rooms with one double bed each.

John: And who's rooming with who?

Paul: Dunno yet. Wait let's settle in first. The car pulled up to the hotel and they got out. They walked inside quickly.

Fans are already trying to approach them when they walked in. Luckily, some bodyguards and hotel employees are there to stop them.

John: There's Brian!

They walked to Brian, who was sitting in the small waiting area of the hotel. He was holding his hat in his lap and had a calm expression on his face. He then looked up to see the Beatles approaching him.

Brian: Ah, there you are. He smiled and stood up, to greet the boys.

John: We're here, Brian. We got a pretty good reaction from the crowd tonight.

Brian: I've seen. Good job as always. He smiled, then looked around.

John: How many fans do we have outside tonight? He raised an eyebrow.

Brian: As always, a lot. But the guards are dealing with them. He said, reassuring them.

George: Ah, that's good to know. He let out a sigh of relief, as they were quite tired at the moment.

Paul: Let's check in.

Brian: Very well. He walks with them to the front desk of the hotel. The man working there immediately noticed them and became nervous. He awkwardly cleared his throat.

Man: H-hey, good evening, lads.

John: Ah, good evening, sir. We reserved rooms for the night.

He smiled at the man at reception, who slightly flustered.

Man: A-ah, yes, yes! Um, what's the name if I may ask? He quickly fixed his tie that was crooked.

Brian: Brian Epstein & The Beatles. He said, giving the man a small, polite smile.

Man: O-of course. Ah.. He takes out a list on one of his pockets and started searching through it, nervously.

The Beatles looked at each other and rolled their eyes. They're very used to being recognized. The man then took a few minutes of finding their names on the list, until he did.

Man: Ah! Here it is- He said triumphantly. He then looked up at them.

Man: Um, two rooms with a double bed each. Is that alright? He looked slightly nervous again.

Brian: Yep. Those two rooms are ours. He said, taking out two separate keys for the two double rooms and gave one to John and the other to Paul.

Man: Um, you'll be rooming on the third floor, rooms 308 & 310. He said, looking directly at the Beatles.