Red Jones
When he was confronted with the blonde chicks question about if Red knows who she was, he slightly smiled, and in a cute and innocent way put his hand behind his head. “I have been busy lately; so busy that even I forget my manager’s name.” He chuckled modestly. “I am very sorry that I cannot remember your name; though, if you tell me, I will try to remember.” He put his hands in a prayer like position, his smile shrinking into a cute half smile that is often seen on a child.
Though, when Veronica had answered his question, his attention drew towards her; a smile now slightly moving to the right side of his face. “Ah, I understand the feeling. Perhaps if they allowed our trip to be more peaceful, then maybe the day would be brighter.” His eyes squinted up, before an intoxication smell filled the elevator.
To be completely honest, Red was never attracted to smokers; in fact, he absolutely hated the smell with a strong passion. His eyes beaded towards the blonde haired girl, trying to hold back the cough that was prickling his throat. “It’s a shame that such a pretty girl smokes; it ruins your skin and immune system- not to mention it completely deteriorates your health.” He suggested, the smile disappearing; he allowed it to grow smaller until it was just an uncertain half smile that planted onto his face.
“Though, I am not obligated to tell you what you can or cannot do; so do what you will.” His voice was sweet, yet, if someone was smart enough, they could pick up the slight and very small hinder in his voice where he had insulted her. Finally, the elevator stopped and the doors opened.
“Well, I guess this is farewell; goodbye and see you around.” He smiled, waving his hand at the two before he walked down the hallway, and pulling out his room key to open the door. The room was big and beautiful; even though it did not have much of a view, the room did have beautiful scenery within the area. Without Red knowing, he had allowed the door to open as he sat on his couch. The door was open enough to invite anyone curious enough to walk in.
Nabi Freeson.
After a long choice of foods, Nabi finally filled her plate and elegantly walked back to the table; she’d figure that she would end up going back anyways, so she’d start off small. Her fork pierced into the pretty white angel hair pasta, wrapping its long and stringy self around the civil ware and just right when she was about to pop it into her mouth, her phone rang.
With disappointment filling her eyes, Nabi set down the fork and picked up the phone; only to find her manager’s voice on the other end. “I forgot to mention, but while you are on this trip…” He began, though, all of his speaking was going through one ear and out of the next on Nabi; fore, she was much more interested in the yummy looking noodles that resided on her plate.
Finally, Nabi caved in and ate her fork clean, while she finally turned her attention towards her manager, politely cleaning off her mouth. “…so, to prevent you from eating your money away, I have limited your funds for this vacation to only two hundred; so spend wisely.”
At the unfortunate news her manager had just given her, Nabi coughed into her napkin, tapping her chest as she looked around, making sure she doesn’t loose her composure. “A-Alright, it is understandable…” Her voice was nice, yet it sounded a bit sad. The buffet itself was about a hundred bucks, which only left her with a hundred more to spend on her trip- which was absolutely ridiculous!
She bit her lip slightly as she took another bite, knowing that her manager had cleverly played her this time.