i know what you're thinking. @ manuel
'' uhh, you do? '' manuel flicks ash down on the ashtray, seated on the steps to the hotel's back entrance. he smiles up at @axeattitude, anyway ( a normal smile, not the nervous i would rather be elsewhere smile, certainly not the i am going to die wince ), before glancing at his phone's screen to check the time. ten minutes to end of his break.
honestly? manuel doesn't think much about the reason kerry comes around sometimes ( hey, it's a nice place, for starters. and kerry is a nice looking dude ), despite being a famous rockstar with — he assumes — no business in the criminal world. it happens. usually with rich people that have no problems paying for a five star hotel room with real cash, regular world kind of cash, instead of one little handy coin.
'' hey. it's all good, you know? there's very little gossip going on around here.. even in the group chat, pity. so, whatever you're here for? nobody's gonna squeak to the vultures with cameras. '' it's house rules, actually. guests privacy and employers integrity and something else that manuel doesn't remember right now. anyway, it makes sense for an establishment with their sort of clientele.
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