diary of a living dead girl

and

When the mortal looked up from her ticket she was met with a different sight. No longer looking at the blue and blacks of her friends living room. Now she was looking up at the building that was on the strip. Seeing how truly tall it was. "Hmm must be one of em allurers" a gravely voice spoke out. She looked over at her companion, watching him flip the ticket around in his hand. He looked over at her, seeming unimpressed by suddenly being there and not in his home. "Grab the bag star light, don' wanna be standin around all day" he told her, moving his hands into his pant pockets. The woman rolled her eyes, her wonder fading. "Oh excuse me prince toe jam, I'll get right on it" she grabbed the handle of the case. Moving to walk forward. The demon stopped her, placing a hand on her shoulder. She went to glare at him but he looked serious for a change. 

"Gotta let me go first, hotel works are uh those guys ya always complain about. Dem ya know male superiority types" he tried to tell her, looking around the for the right words. "Toxic masculinity great and Ginger thinks I'll be relaxed here" she mumbled to her self. "It's jus the bell hops an front desk, come on" he put his hand back on her again. Guiding her inside. They walked through the front door, stepping into the blue lobby. Lydia's new shoes echoing as they walked across the floor. There were two people sitting areas lined up with small tables all along the window wall. A long white couch sat by the door. The room was fairly open, letting people come and go with ease. The demon walked her up to the long blue service desk. He ringed the bell. 

A man began raising up from behind the front desk. He had slick back hair looking more plastic then hair. His face was long and skinny, almost morphing into his fish like body. He had a skinny nose that pointed outwards and a bushy mustache that covered his mouth. He opened his judgmental eyes at them. Straightening out his two tailed black suit. "Sir" he greeted the demon. "How my I help you this fine day" he held his head up high, turning away from Lydia the best he could. The woman clenched her teeth, a raging flame began to burn in her chest at how angry she felt by the small interaction. Her companion lowered his hand from her shoulder. Reaching down to grab her hand that wasn't clenching the suit cases handle. He intertwined their fingers as he spoke. 

"Yes I believe my house mate made a reservation. Now let me see" he grabbed both his and Lydia's ticket with the same number on it. He handed it over and the man looked them over. He gave a smile at the demon, his small eyes squinting at the action. "Ah yes Ganger was it, odd for a woman to speak-" he began insulting. The mortal clenched Beetlejuice hand rather hard. Trying to not make a scene. "Shut up Edwin an get me dem keys" he ordered, shutting the employee up. "Right away sir" the man turned away, walking along the wall of keys. "We're almost outta here, then it's just dealin with a pushy bell hop" the demon whispered to her. She swallowed hard, looking up at his calm face. She forced her mouth closed, hiding her clenched teeth. The service man walked back over to them waving his hand at someone. He held his hands high, placing a single key on the counter. 

The mortal tried to ignore it, looking down to take in a silent breath. Not opening her teeth in fear she'd start something. Another man walked passed her, dressed in a blue button up jacket that matched the hotel. But also screamed employee. He ripped the case handle from her hand before she registered he was there. She opened her mouth, unable to keep it shut anymore. Her companion pulled her back by their connected hand, yelling over her. "Hey thanks buddy for taken my bag of pads and tampons. Don' go openin it now. Can' let ya know what size pussy my girl got" instead of screaming, Lydia began laughing under her breath. Her shoulders shaking at his claim. A few woman in the lobby started snorting at the news. 

The bell hop dropped the case, yelping at the idea of those things being inside. "D-does the s-sir-" he began asking, his voice now shaking as eh tried to compose himself. Beetlejuice grabbed the handle and picked up the case. "No, bye" he pulled the woman along as he began walking to the elevators. She was still reeling on his statement, Jogging for a second to catch up with him. A smile on her face as they walked to the elevator. She was still chuckling about the situation back there. Beetlejuice hit the button on the side of the wall. He turned to her, his teeth scrapping his bottom lip as he smiled down at her. The elevator dinged and they both looked at the doors as the opened. Stepping into the space the demon hit the level number on the key.