Garrett
Garrett looked out the window of the car as he tried to distract himself by attempting to focus on objects as the car sped by. Alas, it was no use. He sighed and looked down at his fist. He irritably opened it and uncrumpled a torn piece of paper. He closed his eyes and shakily whispered the words,"Rose Levesque." The name sounded pretty. The car slowly decelerated to a stop, and Garrett opened his eyes abruptly, dismissing his last thoughts. The driver's loud voice abrupted his thoughts."We are here, Garrett! Enjoy your time and be good to your wife."Garrett simply nodded and stuffed the note into his pockets. Garrett gently opened the car door, closing it behind him. He looked up at the mansion that lay before him and took a small breath. Here we go.
He walked to the back of the car and grabbed his necessities. Garrett took a few steps away from the car and watched as the car sped away. He took a few breaths and took a last look at the world around him. Last moments of being, me. He clucked his tongue and turned on his heel, striding towards the door. Garrett slowly opened the large door to the mansion, and looked down at the ground, strands of his dark blue hair coming down on his eyes. He took a few steps forward and closed the door behind him. Alas, he finally looked up from the ground and scanned the small crowd. Two women and one man. Lucky fellow. Garrett noted the luggage beside the door and he too set it down there. He put his hands in his pockets and acted as casual as possible."Has Rose Levesque arrived yet...?",Garrett had said as he walked up towards the crowd. He had particularly focused on the other man. Nothing personal, he just naturally got along better with other men.