Even as you near the grand hotel, you are fairly surprised that the price was so cheap. It is 10 floors high, the first consisting of the lobby and the main restaurant. There are smaller restaurants on each floor. Maintenance has the basement, as well as various rooms around the building. A swimming pool is located on the fifth floor, sharing space with a fitness room. There is a bar on the tenth floor, with a large balcony overlooking the streets. By the bar, there is an arcade filled with all sorts of games. There are even three ballrooms in the building. Any and every kind of room you can think of is available to you in this hotel.

Now your room. One bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom. Though simple, your hotel room is spacious, allowing you to rearrange it as you wish. Balconies on the same floor are all connected, only separated by a locked gate. Both sides of the gate must be unlocked in order for it to be opened.

Excited to begin your stay, you bring your luggage behind you and step through the automatic doors.

Walking towards the front of the hotel, Jamie winked at passersby, giving them a small smirk. He'd love to ask each and every one of them out on the spot, but he had to hurry and check in. He climbed up the stairs, lifting up his suitcase with ease. He brought only the essentials for one day: a change of clothes, a toothbrush, some money, and his chargers. Mixed in were packs of snacks he could munch on throughout the day, until he went out to buy more. The rest of his belongings were supposed to have arrived beforehand to be brought to his room on the fourth floor.

There were several people waiting inside, some leaving and some heading in. Rummaging through his luggage, he pulled out a lollipop that he stuck in his mouth within seconds. He waited in line, sending flirtatious looks to whoever made eye contact.

A small girl sighed as she entered through the doors. Faeya carried nothing but a backpack with some necessities that she couldn't just pack up and ship off to the hotel. She smiled slightly as she walked up to the registration desk, but her smile slowly turned into a frown as she noticed the line. A small groan escaped her lips, but she did as she needed too to get to her room and stood in line behind a much taller man. She didn't look up at him, but she searched anxiously around the hotel; hoping to escape to her room without a complication. Everything in her said this hotel was too good to be true, but she insisted and now she was more than relieved to arrive at the establishment. Finally, she thought, some peace and quiet! Her home was taken over by screaming exes who consisted of her best friend and her brother. One would understand why she was relieved to leave. Faeya looked up at the person in front of her and, though she could only see the back of his head, she could tell he was well-built and extremely tall. Her eyes widened and she looked down at her feet like a shunned child.

He had taken one long breath as soon as he walked in. Vil took it all instantly spotting out valuable paintings and objects within the room. he had been to many hotels but nothing that compared to this. Vil had already been in a good mood and would probably play nice for a while. He had a bright smile on his face which was rare. Normally long lines would have bothered him but now he didn't care. He had worked hard and this was his reward. He had a grey suitcase with him filled with his clothes and his necessities and carried a mysterious shiny, silver briefcase that looked really different. Vil had to looked at a mirror on a wall to notice that there was a small girl behind him looking down at her feet. He had wondered why she wasn't astonished as much as he was.

Clyde's limo had just pulled up to the front of the Grand Hotel. He got out as his driver was opening the door, revealing himself to those on the sidewalk and in the lobby of the hotel. He was wearing grey high-top Adidas, skinny black slacks with a lotus colored belt, a teal v-neck covered with a slim black suit jacket, and an emerald ring on his right ring finger. "Thank you, Alfred," addressing the limo driver while handing him $100. The limo drove off as he strolled up into the lobby of the hotel. These people are going to love me, Clyde thought. Noticing the long line, he walked up to the counter, slipped the receptionist a couple hundred dollars, and asked, "So when can you get me into the presidential suite, honey?"

The girl blushed, Did he just call me honey? It's okay Natalie, keep it together. "Hold on just a second, sir," she responded while working on the computer to get the information Clyde needed. "How was your trip to our hotel, sir," Natalie asked him.

"No need to call me sir. The name is Clyde Mathers, the infamous son of Marshall Mathers. It was alright, the limo driver was kind of slow and I didn't have the company of a beautiful girl like yourself," Clyde looked at her name badge, "Natalie."

After finding out who he was, Natalie could hardly contain herself. "It's an honor to be of service to you, Mr. Mathers." She quickly made sure that he would receive the best presidential suite and all of the extra services the hotel offered. "Your room is ready, and we've included the king's package with your stay," she said while a genuine smile spread across her face.

"No need for the formalities Natalie. Please, call me Clyde," he said with a smug look across his face. "When do you get off? Perhaps you can show me all of the services you offer," he asked coyly while taking her hand with the room key in it and giving her a small kiss on the back of it.

She almost fainted from this. Responding, "Of course.. Clyde," she said with a little hesitance, "I get off in an hour and can show you around then. I will meet knock on your door. That should give you enough time to get settled in," Natalie stated.

"Good, I'll be waiting," Clyde was already starting to work his magic, and he was good at it because he's obviously better and more important than everyone else. He had the room card, so he grabbed his backpack and headed towards the elevators. He noticed one man who was almost a giant giving him a flirtatious look on his way over. I wonder who that is. Oh well, he thought while reaching the elevators.

"Woah..."

Alex had expected the hotel to be nice, but this? This was something.

He walked into the lobby, pulling one earphone out and allowing himself to soak in the view. The space was huge, practically screaming opulence. Alex checked himself over, mentally grimacing at his plain green hoodie and worn converse.

Pushing the thought back, Alex adjusted the strap on his messenger bag and replaced his earphone before heading towards the reception desk. There was only one, flustered receptionist behind the desk and a long line in front of him. Alex sighed. He took his place behind a shorter woman and turned up the volume on his iPod.

Seeing that man just skip the whole line suddenly turned his smile into a frown, Vil had instantly blurted out " who does he think he is ". He has now had many bad thoughts about what to do to that guy. He then began to feel superior to that guy which was strange for Vil. He surprised himself when the thought conjured within his mind, he was usually hard on his self. Then the line moved forward a little bit, as he stepped forward he allowed his mind to dismiss the thoughts. Grabbing tighter on his briefcase.

Aiden parked his car to the side of the hotel and thought to himself that a hotel was a perfect place to relax during my day off from work. He had booked a hotel room for his day off and found this hotel on some website and it said that this was the most recommended hotel to stay in. He didn't really bring much just his wallet, his phone, and some necessities for the day and couldn't wait to check the hotel out himself.

When he entered the hotel the only thing he could think was wow. There was some really expensive stuff in the lobby and thought what the room might look like. Until he saw the long line that awaited in front of himself and then he saw some cute girls standing in line. He then closed his eyes real quick trying not to go to la-la land again since this happens all the time even at work.

He got in line trying not to look at anyone attractive that will trigger his brain to go to la-la land which will cause him to lose his place in line. He was so unlucky that an attractive woman was standing in front of him in line so Aiden just looked at his phone so he wouldn't get distracted. He just wanted to get to his room and relax and not stress about spacing out all the time just because every young woman looks attractive to him.

"Well this is not what I was expecting." Jack mumbled to himself as he stared in awe from his car at the hotel he would be staying at. It was much better than he had imagined, he had always. Although Jack wanted the better things in life he could not yet afford it, but he would get there eventually. Jack gripped his duffle bag full of clothes, got out of the car and walked in the lobby, he had to admit that the paintings and and the decor was nice. "Crap" he muttered to himself as he saw the long line of people waiting for rooms. The fact that the hotel had put so much time into making the place look presentable, and then only have on receptionist made Jack angry, but he shrugged it off and waited in line behind some other man.

With a hiking bag strapped firmly around her waist, Renee walked toward the hotel, an expression on confusion on her face. This place looked waaay too fancy for the price she'd payed. She pulled her map out of her pocket again, double checking that she had the correct place. There seemed to be no doubts about it - this was definitely where she'd booked in. There had to be some kind of catch to this place, maybe it had a rat problem or something like that. Either way, she was still going to stay here, pest problem or not, and strode through the doors. Renee sighed upon seeing the massive line of people waiting to check in. It had to be rush hour or something like that, just her luck. There wasn't anything she could really do about it - after all, she wasn't some jerk who'd just waltz past everyone and pay the receptionist to let her in before everyone or anything like that. Hopefully everyone would get sorted through quickly.

Luther didn't walk into the hotel carrying much - A few days worth of clothes basic necessities packed in a bag, and an accordion in a case. His roommate being a kleptomaniac, he had a habit of keeping most of his possessions in his modest car, and because of it the back of his car was nearly unusable. Was this even the right hotel? Pulling out his phone to check, the man was surprised to find that it was. It wasn't like he was going to complain. The long line would be annoying to some people, but he didn't really mind it. With the prices they were offering it was natural many people would be interested in getting a room.

He made brief eye contact with someone, and took a moment before looking away. Were they a woman, or a man? Either way, they were attractive enough that Luther didn't mind the look. He took a spot in line and absently gazed at the decor. While his work was more colorful than most, it was still a hospital, and it was nice to be out of it.

As Jamie performed his usual actions when he was in public - winking, smiling, the puckering of his lips, that whole deal - a young blonde man came in, ignoring the now-huge line, and went straight to the receptionist. Towering over everyone in front of him, he could easily see the cash in the man's hands being slid to the working lady. 'Bribing people now?' was one thought he had. The other was 'Ooh, gotta get with him and snake out some of those dollars!' He was irritated that he had to wait even longer, but he kept the guy in mind, making sure to become acquainted with him someday. After all, Jamie was staying in the hotel for a while, so why not make a few friends? He watched the blonde walk away from the desk, looking over his features. Approving of his figure, a small smirk slowly formed on Jamie's face.

He looked around a little bit more, catching the eyes of a few decent-looking people, before he set his suitcase down. He finished off his lollipop and stretched, nearly hitting the girl behind him. Jamie quickly spun around, apologizing, "I am so sorry! I hope I didn't hurt you, hon."

She walked into the impressive hotel. She carried a simple blue suitcase and a purple purse with her, it held enough for a day or two while she waited for the rest of her things to get here. She'd prefer to have more with her, but did she really want to have more then one suitcase on a bus? She admired the lobby momentarily then noticed the line in front of the reception desk. She sighed and got in line behind everyone else. She pulled a handheld gaming system out of her bag, might as well do something while waiting.

Jack became angry with both himself and the man who cut. The man had all the money in the would while Jack was barely getting by. He wanted what that man had, but unfortunately that was not possible. Jack would have to be content with what he had know, and that was a reservation at this nice hotel. Jack started to tap his foot impatiently the wait was getting to him and he had no more way to blow of his steam, and he definitely did not want to lose his place in line due to having to calm down. Jack took a deep breath and continued to wait the the line to move.

Renee opened the door to her room on the sixth floor, dumped her bag next to the door and collapsed onto her bed with a sigh. This place was surely popular - it had taken forever to get through that line. She stared up at the ceiling, and wondered what exactly she was supposed to do. Her father had suggested going travelling to 'find herself', or whatever that had meant, after she'd left the army. She understood why he'd said that - after arriving home, she'd done nothing for a few months but mull around trying to figure out what she should do with her life. After all, she'd wanted nothing more than to go serve with Bernard since she was 16 - having to decide a new course for her life after being obsessed with something for so long was going to be tough. Her thoughts turned to old memories of Bernard, but she shoved them down, hard. Her brother wouldn't have wanted her to linger on the past. With that thought, Renee jumped up off the bed. She was here now - she might as well give this whole 'finding yourself' business a shot.

She wandered out of her room, locking it behind her, and found the elevator. This place was pretty big - she figured that it wouldn't hurt to do some exploring of where she was going to be staying for a while. Renee decided that she might as well begin her exploration of the hotel from the bottom floor, and make her way up, so she pressed the button to go down, and got into the elevator.

Faeya yelped softly as the man in front of her stretched. She jumped when he turned around and said his apologies. She looked up at him and said "I-it's fine. Just be mindful of the people around you. Short people are people too, you know?" Giving him a smile, she wondered why he turned around to apologize to her.

Seeing the blonde man cut the line was making Vil more frustrated then before he was about to do the same but decided to wait, if it happened again he would do something about it. He had let out a sigh and poped his knuckles. He kind of wanted someone else to skip so that he could, but now he waits.

Alex wanted to say something. The blond at the desk clearly had other priorities, and he certainly didn't care who he was inconveniencing...

But he didn't, of course. He was weird like that.

Sighing, Alex excused himself from the line and headed towards the direction of the many leather-upholstered chairs in the lobby. Plopping down on the nearest one, he began searching his bag for the book he brought with him.

Book in hand, Alex briefly glanced over his shoulder at the line (and noting that it hadn't budged an inch) before sinking further into the squeaky seat, adjusting the volume on his iPod as well. He wasn't in a rush. He would wait this one out.

While his patience had worn thin near the end of the line, Luther was glad to find himself finally in his sixth floor room. He placed his belongings on his bed and contemplated getting everything else. That would take too long,he decided, but looking at his items realized he still needed his books for class. Sighing, he turned back around out his door, and paused. Getting those things could wait. Maybe he should get his bearings first. So instead of doing anything meaningful, Luther simply wandered around the halls, wasting time.

Jack's patients had finally worn thin by the time he got to the front of the line. After getting his key cards he wandered over to the elevators and headed up to the sixth floor. It seemed that everyone was on the sixth floor, what a coincidence. Once he was in his room, he threw his bag on the floor and raided the mini fridge for a drink. Unfortunately there was only soda and water, so soda was the natural choice, he chugged the drink, crushed the can and threw it away. Jack could not lie, the hotel had once again proved itself to be a five star. Jack left the room and walked towards the elevators, looking for something to do.