The young receptionist asked her colleague to take over the reception desk while she showed the rooms.
'Why did I agree to two silver?!' She thought while nervously biting her fingernails.
Rion and the others followed behind her, and Dora had her arms wrapped around Rion's left arm like she was a koala and he was her favorite tree.
Other guests looked at the lovey-dovey couple with coy expressions. Feeling their gazes, Rion displayed a sheepish smile.
After walking for a few moments, they reached the staircase leading to the first floor, and Rion asked, "On what floor are our rooms?"
The young receptionist stopped in her tracks, turned towards him, and answered, "I believe you want the rooms to be beside one another?"
He nodded.
She clapped once and said, "Then we have four rooms available on the second floor."
Rion frowned, looked at Dora from the corner of his eye, and asked, "Is it possible for us to have one room on the first floor?"
