Thirty one
I roam around the hotel to think about somethings. And by things I mean Lexus, I wonder what made him change like this? He was so cold when he first bought me and now he's promising to keep me safe? I really don't get it. Not that I don't like it, in fact, I love it. He's become softer.
I turned the corner and ended up bumping into someone. He had a hard sturdy chest and I ended up falling flat on my butt.
"Oh! Are you okay?" He crouched down next to me and I looked at him. A teenage boy, maybe like 16 or 17 with dark brown curly hair, honestly it suited him so much and his black eyes were no exception either. It reminded me of someone.
"Yes. I'm fine. I was spacing out too much." I said and he extended his hand for me to take so that I could stand up. Oddly I didn't find him a stranger so I took his help.
"Oh no no! It's my fault too. I was too busy looking around that I didn't notice my surroundings."