Soon enough, we entered the room, which I was met with two small sofas that were on opposite sides of the room.
The floor was covered with a tan carpet, which there was this soiled stain that was in the middle of the carpet.
Great start, just great start.
"Well, to be honest, I kind of expected worse," she said, looking around though not exactly satisfied. I shrugged. "I guess."
She sat down in one of the sofas, which immediately leaned back, before she caught herself and put the sofa back in its original placement.
"Well, what do you say that we do?" I asked. She rubbed her chin and a smile stretched across her face. "We relax, while we just plan a ticket for California for tomorrow or the day after that. We can maybe order some food, turn on the TV and you know—have fun."
Suspicion was already in my mind once she said 'relax.' That was—for some reason—a red in my book. Not sure why though.
