Don't Listen to Your Heart

Wanna Play A Game?

Friday morning, I find myself taking care of some of the Hotel duties since Iris looks exhausted.

I take a quick glace at my phone, 8am.

"Do you guys always start this early?" I ask following Liz through the long corridor of the 2nd floor,

"Duties have no time honey" he softly smiles, I smile back.

"You can go back to sleep, I can do this myself" he adds,

"Nah, I'm really familiar to everything that needs to be done here since I've been wandering around in this Hotel for months now" I laugh.

"Okay then, see you at the elevator in 20 minutes. If you need anything don't be afraid to ask"

I slowly start walking with my room service food table through the corridor.

I'll serve the doors on the left, Liz will serve the ones on the right.

Half of the work for both of us.

I quietly knock at the first door and wait for response.

"Who's there?" a male voice asks,

"Room Service" I say as he soon opens the door.

"Are you new? I've never seen you before" he says with a small smile.

He has dark black hair and big green eyes.

He's not too tall yet not too short. Taller than me of course, it's not that hard.

I'm a short ass.

"Well, it's a big hotel" I say with a small smile,

"Right. Is this food's fee included in the night's fee payment?" he asks, I roll my eyes.

"No, sir. You'll need to pay an extra fee for this"

"Sir? I'm probably not that much older than you, don't you make me feel old. Call me Reeve" he laughs, I softly sigh trying not to seem rude.

"Look, I have a long ride to do. This is just the first door, can we please make it quick?"

"Will the money of this food's fee go to you?" he smiles again,

"I'm not an employee actually, I'm just helping" I admit.

"What? You're doing this for free? They must be lucky to have you as a friend then" he smirks, Liz soon exits the room and looks at us.

I give him an help me glance, he soon rolls his eyes, walking closer.

"I'll take care of this, you can go ahead" Liz finally says, I nod, trying to hide my sigh of relief.

"Wait, what's your name?" the guy yells, I turn to him with a small smile not saying a word, as I start knocking at another door.

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6 hours past by, I've never worked this much in my whole life.