simple is better

Cheyenne Grace | 26 years young | Banquet Manager | Single

[totallychey]

r-bygrxxves‌:

“im coming! I’m coming.” she said with a pip in her step. the blonde bouncing behind. she was hopping on one leg trying to get her second shoe on the rest of the way and tie it. ruby had no idea where they were going but she loved an adventure and never turned it down when she got the chance to see chicago. “hey, where the heck are we going anyway, chey bear?” the girl asked.

Spending all. her time in a hotel was a luxury. But Cheyenne never wanted to get too comfortable in the hotel, she wanted to always remember that there was adventure outside the four walls of the hotel. She was glad when she heard that she Ruby was going to come with her, “You know, thats a good question. I’m thinking to get something to eat. I’m starved--,” a laugh escaping her lips, “Is there somewhere you want to go?”

[totallychey]

The Malnati was her home. But did Cheyenne ever think she would be living in a hotel? Absolutely not. Who thought that their adult life would ever lead them to living in a hotel. Not many people. But there was nothing wrong with just wanting to get out out of the hotel every once in a while. “So, are you coming or not?” She asked the person beside her. She couldn’t tell you where she was going, but she was going somewhere. 

[rosiegardein-deactivated2024020]

“Yo! Any way I can talk ya into havin’ a slice?” Mig asked the other over a slightly full mouth, quickly grabbing a napkin before facing them once more with a bright grin, referring to the open pizza box in front of him. “Feel like I might not be able to get up from this seat if I have anymore so ya know, sharing is caring!”

[totallychey]

Cheyenne usually ate well, she filled her days mostly with salads or chicken ceasar wraps. But  when Mig offered her a piece of pizza, she couldn’t say no to that. Pizza was her weakness. “I will never not once say no to pizza.” She said, reaching forward to pull a slice from the box, “But isn’t that the best feeling? When you eat so much pizza, that you are literally in a pizza coma?” She asked, ripping the slice with her mouth.

[flipsideds]

sometimes a ride on the lift’s good for the soul –– nour is certainly no stranger to that smooth vertical glide to the top of the malnati, just to admire the view. and the trip ?  never bland. there’s always someone or something new to spice it up.

it just so happens, this time around, that ‘ something ’ ?  is the cabin stuttering and lurching to… a… halt.

“ correct me if i’m wrong… ”  nour’s brow furrows. he squints at the unlit floors, the led screen sketching 12 in boxed script. “ but do you think it’s… supposed to do that ? ”

[totallychey]

It was time to turn in for the night. Cheyenne had just overlooked an event -- that you could say didn’t have the easiest clients. She was over it, and ready to go up to her room, shower, and lay in that comfy bed of hers. 

When the elevator came to a halt, her eyes focused on the guy in the elevator beside her. “Supposed to?” She said, her face unamused. “I doubt it. I mean -- wouldn’t the doors open if this was something it was supposed to do?” She asked. 

[totallychey]

graycoop‌:

“Listen, you won’t fucking believe what I’ve dealt with today,” Grayson didn’t care who was listening. There was an open chair beside someone who looked vaguely familiar at a moment’s glance. Wasn’t that enough? If he had a story to tell, he was going to tell it, no matter who was actually listening. He flopped unceremoniously onto said chair, slumping notably and stretching his long legs out in front of him. “Oh, I’m sorry, was there something better you had to do? Should I fake interest in that first? Here.” Shuffling to sit straight up again, Grayson gulped in a dramatic deep breath. He dragged a hand back through dark curls before puffing that same breath back out in a sigh. His voice rang with a hint of condescending tone in it when he spoke again. “Anything fun and fresh happen in your world today? Is it better than the fact that I saved a toddler’s life?”

Usually Cheyenne wouldn’t crack open a book in the middle of a common area in the hotel, she would much rather curl up in her room to read, but there was something different about tonight. She didn’t know what it was, but sitting in a big comfy chair, watching people walk through the hotel seemed nice. But she was reminded quickly why she didn’t choose common spots to read -- she was always interrupted. The girl slipped her bookmark between the pages, closing the book so she could give her attention to him. “Something better happened in your world today.” She said, a small laugh escaping her lips. “Please, don’t humor me. Clearly you want to talk about yourself. And I’m all ears.” Her eyes shifted to him, “Now how did you save a toddlers life?”

[the-old-ytfordeyes]