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(It's quite alright, no need to apologize!
I'm very sorry to hear about your aunt and
mother. I also hope your roomate is okay.
Feel free to message me at anytime if any
of you need to vent or talk!)
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As the boy named Caleb introduced him and his brother, who she now knew as Hunter, Anastasia looked down at her feet and gave a small silent laugh to herself at the nickname his brother used for him, covering her mouth in attempts to make it look like a cough. She didn't particularly think she'd call the boy 'Lady Killer' herself, but from his handsome looks she wouldn't doubt that people, other then his brother, had ever called him it to his face either.
Hunter seemed a little more introverted then his clearly more extroverted brother who was using any chance he got to eye and charmingly flirt with her sister. It was obvious her sister was interested, and he seemed like a nice enough guy, but Anastasia still wanted to be careful about the whole situation, no matter how much her instincts told her to trust them, more particularly the introverted one of the brother duo, but then flee at the same time.
As her sister was the one to introduce the two as they climbed into the car, Anastasia stayed silent, trying her best to keep her eyes staring out the window, trying her hardest to ignore how cold she was and how utterly nervous and distracted she felt. Of course at times during the thirty-minute car ride Anastasia took the time to glance over at her even more cold-stricken sister and Hunter, who's eye she caught once or twice before quickly averting them away, but she more or less kept track of any notable scenery outside that she could easily use in order to find her way back to where they had gotten before. It wasn't so much memorizing scenery in case of emergency, it was more or less just a habit for her. There was nothing else to do anyways.
As they pulled into the lot of a rather expensive looking hotel, Anastasia couldn't help but widen her blue eyes in a little bit of surprise. So between the expensive looking hummer and the hotel, and the fact she said they could charge whatever to the penthouse suite, it was safe to assume the brothers came from some sort of money. It wasn't a big deal or anything, but it was odd. Both her and Eleana never had come from money, hell, they never really came from anything to begin with. Anastasia worked a job at a local café that doubled as a used bookstore, and all their deceased mother’s money had gone into them into an account, but it was never much money; just enough that they never felt like they had to burden others. The boy’s life seemed to be quite the contrast to their own.
Anastasia was about to say something to Hunter about how she’d be perfectly fine paying, but her sister asked her, “you don't figure they'd have a gift store or something inside, do you? I'm freezing but having nothing to wear other than these wet clothes," before Anastasia could utter any reluctances to the boy. Finally breaking her eyes away from Hunter, she peered at her sister and gave a small smile, answering, “if there’s not, I’m sure the hotel will be kind enough to let us borrow something.” Anastasia herself, who never was truly bothered by the cold, was now shivering on occasion due to her still not dry clothing.
Making her way in to the hotel's side entrance, Anastasia immediately stopped in her tracks, fully taking into view the modern surroundings. She quickly shook her head however and looked to see Eleana’s reaction. She didn’t want to stand there looking too baffled and shell-shocked from the pretty setting, however, since they didn’t have time to gawk, no matter how much Anastasia may have wanted to aimlessly wander around. Looking over at the left, she saw the restaurant, and made a mental note as to its location, before walking around the corner to the information desk. The woman wearing the deep blue pants suit gave her and Eleana a quick once over, and while she notably took pause as their wet appearance, still asked with a kind smile, “Hello, What can I do for you?” Anastasia smiled back. “Hello, do you perhaps have a gift store or some place that we can purchase a sweater? We had a rather unfortunate situation with a pool tonight,” she explained softly, glancing slightly over at her sister. Really, the situation at first wasn’t unfortunate at all. They’d jumped into the pool on purpose. However, her sister’s second time wasn’t necessary welcome-- that time was under a rather unfortunate and bloody circumstance.
The lady pointed around the corner, offering, “there’s a small shop right around the corner currently It’s not open-“ the woman paused for a moment before snapping her fingers at the man working beside her before continuing, “but Matthew here would be happy to open it up for you considering your circumstance.” The man nodded, before generically smiling at both Anastasia and Eleana, stating, “of course, follow me” before moving from behind the help desk and around the corner to where the presumed gift store was.