**Adrena's point of view**
An hour later, we arrived to Philadelphia. I've never been there before, so I spent the time driving through the first part of the city, with curious eyes stuck to the window. Lorenzo looked at me every now and then, with a little smile.
I had no idea where we were going, and it excited me a little. It reminded me of Naomi's surprise weekends. She would spend weeks planning a whole weekend, without ever losing her poker face, even If I begged her to tell me where we were going. It made me smile, to think about her.
Ten minutes later, Lorenzo took a left turn, and parked outside a motel. It looked exactly how I imagined a motel to look like, from what I've seen in movies. It had three floors, and small staircases that led to every floor. The grey concrete was painted with a cheap black paint, and was about to fall off, at several spots. A huge ''Motel Philadelph-inn'' neon sign stood tall, from a huge pole.
