Chloe looked at her barren wooden wardrobe that contained her school uniform and a few other pieces of oversized black clothing that she'd borrowed from the older woman.
Without much thought as to what she should wear, the small orange-haired girl grabbed a few garments before checking the clock in her room, seeing that she had about half an hour to the location written upon the note.
Putting on a pair of sneakers, Chloe descended her apartment complex and walked behind the stale structure, hands in her pockets due to the cold weather.
Looking towards the large red tower that the apartment donned as if it were a piece of clothing, the girl smiled uncontrollably, seeing that it had yet to be cleaned off.
Then again, she doubted that the owners would ever fork out the money for something as simple as cleaning up graffiti on the side of their property.
Still slightly out of breath from the twenty or so minute walk that she had just endured, Chloe hummed to herself whilst looking at the inside of the elevator that she was currently on.
Unbeknownst to her, Nathanial had taken it upon himself to invite her to one of the most expensive restaurants in the city, located near the top of a humongous skyscraper.
Thankfully, the small girl had saved enough money to buy a rudimentary second-hand phone so she could navigate her way to her destination. As soon as she turned 16, the girl instantly started applying for part-time jobs in order to obtain the money required to survive.
Peering down at her pale left arm, she reminisced about how thin she had been in her earlier years. Without the money from her job to help buy her food, Chloe doubted she'd be in as good a state as she was now.
The inside of the elevator had been coated in what seemed to be gold, finely polished to such an extent that Chloe could see herself in the metal's reflection.
Feeling as though what she was wearing was probably not within the dress code of this place, the small girl uncomfortably shifted in place, watching as the counter located above the elevator doors slowly increased.
One high-pitched ding later, Chloe stood dumbfounded outside of the elevator as its doors slowly closed behind her.
Gold chandeliers furnished with a large quantity of white jewels hung from the ceiling; waiters dressed in black suits serving tables that were seated at most two, others seamlessly gliding around the floor in order to reach their next station.
Large marble columns supported the polished white ceiling, with intricate carvings present on each of them. Every table was covered by a white cloth that had red and gold tapestries embedded into them, with two glasses of wine adorning each table.
What stood out the most to the girl were the crystal-clear windows that showed of the city in all of its glory, the sun slowly setting in the distance. The soft sound of classical music entered Chloe's ears as she slowly shuffled forward towards what seemed to be a customer service desk.
It was made entirely of dark red mahogany. Two men in tuxedos stationed behind the desk were talking to customers who wore dark black suits and dresses, exuding a refined aura.
Entering the eyesight of one of the workers, they accidentally let out a small laugh before regaining their composure, Chloe remaining unfazed as she began to talk.
"There should be a reservation under the name Mr. Sparrow." She questioned, looking towards the man as his expression changed into one of shock, quickly bursting into action as he typed something on a computer stationed upon the desk, letting out a small satisfactory hum after finding something.
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The Demons Within (Female Yandere x Male Reader)
RomanceRead Time: 4H 51M Always given the short end of the stick, Chloe's tried to do her best with the cards she'd been dealt. A glimpse of happiness, snatched away at the last second, but it's fine. She's used to it. Everyone has a breaking point, and he...