CHAPTER SIX:FIVE STAR HOTEL

Quetzalli Axel was seen to disappear from the corner of the building as she headed to the receptionist desk by the entrance of the company's door.

She made her way down the stairs and towards the hallway.

The night sky was aglow with bright city lights.

The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky.

The businesses in town were now closing down as the pubs and clubs were now opening up.

It was at a five star hotel and the party was being held in the most sspacious and the most expensive room of the hotel.

To the left of the five star hotel were rows of cars glittering in the sun.

The water of the coming from the water fountains and statues gleamed in the distance.

The area was filled with party decorations on the aisle that danced due to the breezes.

As the room was so tumultuous, people need to chat in a loud voice.

People's hubbub and laughing, playing sound from the people around made the room become bustling.

The tiniest of breezes ruffled women's hair and light clothes.

There were receptionists who were ready to note down that every member who was there was invited and underlined.

They wore taffy azure blue polo t-shirt shirt and a pair of black pencil skirts.

Some of them were also seen conversing with the guests arriving.

The chairs were all bubble 2 curved sofas with a table placed in between them.

Some few whimsical wall hangings were hanged on the walls of the room for an artistic touch.

Height and drama was added to the reception tables with a few with white peonies which were in transparent vases aligned on top placed alongside currant ribbons running down the centre of the table.

Tall vases filled with big bunches of peonies created a dramatic focal points throughout the event space.

Classical music was being played by an orchestra seated at the middle of the room.

It sounded so soothing.

Some business men could be spotted chatting away their worries with their partners.

Some were holding wine glasess on their hands.

Others were busy taking photographs of the place and their friends.

It seemed they were new there since the rich ladies acted ladlike and wanted to show off their glamorous outfits while acting modestly in front of the invited guests.

Some of the waitress and waiters were busy pouring different drinks into glasses which were to be served to the guests.

While some of the waiters and waitresses handed the glasses full of different drinks to the arriving guests while some were walking around the room handing then out to the ones who lacked or those who wanted more.

The classical music was vibrating off the walls as one entered the admission doors.

Conversations were loud and patriots were struggling to hear over the thumping music and the dance floor was filled with bodies swaying to the beat.

Everyone was so excited to get inside.

As the line at the receptionists continued to grow outside, one found excitement through the massive doors that everyone was waiting to walk through.

Everyone was smiling and having such a good time.

Quetzalli Axel was busy drinking wine from a tulip wine glass while chatting her worries with her friends.

The music stopped, and all heads turned to face the far end of the walk.

The opening to the welcoming chorus started to play.

From the door Xavier Nolan's mother came.