Josh drummed his fingers on the armrest of the backseat of the taxi, gazing at the landmarks passing by. It's been about two weeks since he had won the lottery, and he had already blown through just about half of his wealth. He glanced down at his three thousand dollar
outfit, straightening his collar. After about ten more minutes, the taxi pulled into a large parking lot, with people storming about on the opposite side. Josh raised his eyebrow, an over confident expression plastered on his face as both, him and the driver got out of the car. The driver was a little, chubby man with a thick mustache and balding black hair. He made his way to the back of the car, opening the trunk and pulling out all three of Josh's bags. The driver then held out the bags and guitar case for Josh to take and in response, Joshed laughed and began walking towards the ship, knowing the driver would follow him.
The ship was really as sight to behold. It was enormous; Josh could only be reminded of the Titanic. Then again, that was about the only other ship he knew of. He checked his watch, seeing it was just after noon. The ship wasn't scheduled to depart until four o'clock, but he wanted to get settled in for a while and check out the ladies before heading towards the pool. After looking around at all the unfamiliar faces in the exceptionally large crowd, Josh began making his way through them. Bumping into a handful of people, he finally approached the man who would take his ticket.
The man looked Josh up and down before speaking. "First class?" Smirking, Josh nodded. The man returned with a smile before punching his ticket and giving him a card key. "Room 606." Josh turned to see a smaller crowd of impatient people, the taxi driver being one of them. Josh motioned for him to come to approach him and give him the bags. The driver set the bags on the ground, looking up at Josh expectantly. Taking his time, Josh reached for his wallet and pulled out three hundred dollar bills, a two hundred and seventy dollar tip, handing it to the driver. Josh laughed at the driver's astonished expression and told him to buy himself something nice. After dismissing the man, Josh heaved up his heavy belongings with effort as he made his journey to the second floor of the ship.
Upon entering his room, he found it to be quite large. Larger than even he had expected. Throwing the bags on the bed, he took a deep breath and made his way to the window, eyeing one of the swimming pools with interest. But, he decided he'd wait for more people to come and enjoy the pool with him. And by more people, he means more women. Turning and flopping on the bed between his bags, Josh reached for his guitar case and pulled it out. Thinking there probably wasn't anyone in the rooms next to him, he took his amp out of one of his bags as well and hooked the two up. Not that he would care, anyways. He then began playing a
song that really hit close to home. The volume of the amp, however, was its maximum.