''Name please" the receptionist chewing gum a little too loudly behind the counter requested.
"Halo Johnson" Halo responded.
"Halo? like those things hanging over angels and shit?" the receptionist asked and Halo grinned. It was funny how considering the past days that she just had, that was the most normal thing that she'd heard.
"Yeah, something like that" Halo replied.
"I wish my momma named me that fancy all I got was Felicia"
Halo let out a laugh even when that was the last thing that she wanted to do. The lady reminded her of Rosie and she wished that she was here with her.
"Ain't nothing wrong with Felicia. They usually the favorite aunt from what I hear"
"Yeah, well it ain't as fancy as Halo" The lady handed Halo a key with the room number attached to it.
"Maybe you could have a change of name done and call yourself Halo"
