Post by Ruby on Dec 15, 2019 3:43:38 GMT -8
As the sun peek through the window, bathing the occupants with it's warm ray of light a loud groan could be heard within the room.
It felt like someone was playing a drum within her head and it simply won't go away. Ruby couldn't quite remember the last time she had
this much of a hangover....or any event that lead towards it. Reaching out for the hangover pills on the nightstand, she frowned slightly
as she couldn't find any. It wasn't that the bottle was empty or anything, it was the fact that the bottle wasn't there to begin with.
Opening her eyes, she slowly get up from the couch to look around her. One thing that she noticed immediately was that she was not in her
bedroom. The wallpaper, the painting and the decorations it was all the kind one usually find in a motel. The other thing she immediately
noticed were huge duffle bags that surrounded her. Zipping one open revealed a huge sum of money as do the rest of it. Normally she would
jump and cheer at the sight of this amount of money but for the life of her she couldn't quite figure out how she manage to get such sum
in first place. The sight of her companions sleeping nearby put her at ease as she move towards them to shake the pair awake.
"Fang, King, get up!!" Ruby urged.
Whether she succeeded in her attempt or not, the pinkette would look around to gather her bearing. This place must be where they decided
to crash for the night. Was it a treasure hunting mission? She took out her cellphone to check emails or text messages from her client
that may clue in on what happened but there was nothing in there that fits her theory. If only her head would stop throbbing from pain,
she was sure she could focus. Her ear twitched slightly as she heard the sound of multiple cars from outside the window before she made
her way towards it. They appeared to be on second floor, the window provided a clear view of the parking lot below.
Several men dressed in full suit and tie left the black sedan as they make their way to the floor below them. There was a dangerous air
around them and she could think very few careers and none of them were good. Contract killers or government agents...whatever their job
was, she assumed it had to do with the huge fortune sitting in the same room with them right now.
WC: 429
TWC: 429
Tag: Fang King
It felt like someone was playing a drum within her head and it simply won't go away. Ruby couldn't quite remember the last time she had
this much of a hangover....or any event that lead towards it. Reaching out for the hangover pills on the nightstand, she frowned slightly
as she couldn't find any. It wasn't that the bottle was empty or anything, it was the fact that the bottle wasn't there to begin with.
Opening her eyes, she slowly get up from the couch to look around her. One thing that she noticed immediately was that she was not in her
bedroom. The wallpaper, the painting and the decorations it was all the kind one usually find in a motel. The other thing she immediately
noticed were huge duffle bags that surrounded her. Zipping one open revealed a huge sum of money as do the rest of it. Normally she would
jump and cheer at the sight of this amount of money but for the life of her she couldn't quite figure out how she manage to get such sum
in first place. The sight of her companions sleeping nearby put her at ease as she move towards them to shake the pair awake.
"Fang, King, get up!!" Ruby urged.
Whether she succeeded in her attempt or not, the pinkette would look around to gather her bearing. This place must be where they decided
to crash for the night. Was it a treasure hunting mission? She took out her cellphone to check emails or text messages from her client
that may clue in on what happened but there was nothing in there that fits her theory. If only her head would stop throbbing from pain,
she was sure she could focus. Her ear twitched slightly as she heard the sound of multiple cars from outside the window before she made
her way towards it. They appeared to be on second floor, the window provided a clear view of the parking lot below.
Several men dressed in full suit and tie left the black sedan as they make their way to the floor below them. There was a dangerous air
around them and she could think very few careers and none of them were good. Contract killers or government agents...whatever their job
was, she assumed it had to do with the huge fortune sitting in the same room with them right now.
WC: 429
TWC: 429
Tag: Fang King