As the clerk was about to lead Stephen and his family upstairs, another four people wandered into the hotel, hoping to get a room for a night, it was a group of tourists from England who were traveling across the States, it was pure chance that they ended up at the Moriarty Arms. "Bloody hell, I'm knackered!" 34-year old Steven said as he walked through the doors of the hotel, his strong British accent showing through.
"Yes we're all tired Steven, try not to act too common okay!" an embarrased Liz (age 31) sighed, following behind.
Then behind Liz came the other two members of the group, Natalie and Nathan, 27 years of age and 29 years of age respectively.
Steven stood approximately 6' tall, he had very short, brown hair and wore glasses, he wasn't what most people would call 'handsome', in fact he was quite average, even for someone from northern England. He was very slim and not what could be classed as 'fit' either, spending most of his time stuck in the house on his computer. He was friendly but also known for his short temper, and today he was wearing a white collar shirt, black pants and a pair of black suede hiking boots, always a snappy dresser. Steven was single, having never had a girlfriend in his life.
His friend and co-worker Liz, stood at 5' 4" high, her dyed blonde hair was tied up in a neat ponytail, and despite her petite stature she was a 30H bra size (30G U.S). Lacking supermodel looks, Liz nonetheless was cute and had a voice to match. Regarding clothes, Liz was far from feminine, preferring to wear tank tops, jeans and sneakers. She was very polite and bubbly, the exact opposite of Steven, who had a negative outlook on life because of his lack of self confidence. Liz was an avid pet lover and liked to read crime/horror novels whenever she wasn't working or otherwise engaged. She was also married to a man 15 years her senior (Eric, age 46).
Nathan was someone who had recently started work at the store where the others worked in England, he was better looking than Steven (as Steven himself had admitted), and he had short dark hair. He stood 5' 10" tall and was dressed in a black jacket, a casual striped shirt, beige cargo pants and brown leather boots. He was a quiet sort but often made his opinions known whether at work or elsewhere. Nathan also liked the odd cigarette, unlike his three non-smoking companions, and at the moment he was single, having broken up with two consecutive girlfriends.
And lastly, Natalie was the youngest of the group, standing 5' 6" tall, she had dark brown hair (which she kept immaculate) that just reached her shoulders. Like Steven, she liked to dress up when going anywhere, especially abroad, her way of showing foreigners that not all Britons were uncouth. And today she was wearing a white, halter-strap top that gave her modest B-Cup breasts 'room to breath', a short black skirt and a pair of black patent round-toe pumps with 3-inch heels. Natalie loved to chat, to a point where she often drove Steven crazy, even Liz sometimes had to close her ears. She was also somewhat of a party animal, never one to turn down an drink. Natalie also happened to have a secret crush on Nathan, despite the fact that she herself was engaged to her boyfriend, currently serving in the British Army.
"Oooh, I like this place" Natalie grinned, as she took a look around.
"Yeah, its alright" Nathan added, as he rested his bag down in front of the help desk and looked at Steven.
"Lets wait and see what the service is like first huh!" Steven grumbled, causing Liz to jab him in the side with a finger. "Shut up!" she whispered loudly, "If you've got nothing good to say about anything then don't open your mouth" she continued, rolling her eyes in disapproval.
"Yeah okay" Steven sighed, rubbing his side.
The clerk (who was still with the Pryce family) briefly returned to the desk and spun the register around for the group to sign, then she proceeded to apologize before rushing back to the Pryce family and quickly taking them up to their room.
"Great, looks like we have to get our own keys and find our own way to our rooms" Steven groaned, receiving another swift poke from Liz, this time in his stomach.
"She'll be back in a minute, have a little patience Steven" Natalie laughed, as she continued admiring the decor of the lobby.
"Yeah mate, chill out already" Nathan said, slapping Steven's shoulder.
Unfortunately, patience was something that Steven had never had, as everyone who knew him was well aware, even Nathan, who was a relative newcomer to their little circle. He did however show prudence and clammed up for a while, much to Liz's relief. After only a few minutes, the clerk returned and set about getting Steven and the others settled into their rooms.
Meanwhile, a subtly placed security camera made an inaudible whirring sound as it's unseen operator surveyed the new guests with interest.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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