Kammie Kelly (jewelinthelotus) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-02-17 19:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-10-03, caelia, kammie |
the start of something wonderful
Who: Caelia and Kammie
Where: Caelia's hotel and suite
When: Mid-Afternoon
Kammie was certainly not what anyone would describe as rich. She had never wanted for anything as a child, but growing up with Shamar she had been aware of the fact that her father didn’t have spare money to throw around. Teaching yoga was far from profitable, especially considering that she didn’t always ask for money, unless she was working for an established business (it just felt wrong to take money from private clients). The only means through which she obtained a reasonable amount of savings was through living by meager means. She didn’t need much, nor did she want either. Her life was minimalist to sometimes extreme degrees, which meant that the money she had earned since arriving in the States offered her enough padding that she could get by with staying in a hotel without working for several days, weeks even. However, apparently, it was not enough to stay at the Hotel di Sei Ali. It being near the week’s end, it was time to settle debts, or at least be made aware of the current charges one had. Kammie had woken up this morning to a bill being slid under her door in an envelope with her name carefully written onto it. She had stayed at the luxury hotel for all of two nights, and already had lost almost a third of her savings. Even she was not so indecisive to realize that this would not stand. Since the day (and night, for that matter) had already been charged to her account, there was no point in packing her bags and leaving now. The only thing she could do at this point was to spend what was left of her time trying to find a new place to live. Considering that there was no time for signing leases or background checks, another hotel seemed to be her only option.
She armed herself with a list of all the hotels in the area that the concierge had reluctantly given her. The interaction had taken longer than she liked because for every name she was given, the hotel employee tried to persuade her to stay. Kammie understood that it was his job to do so, but she simply could not – a fact that she reminded him of over and over again. Instead of walking the entire town, which she may have liked to do had there been several days to devote to this project, she paid a cabbie to stay with her while she made her stops. He was incredibly delightful – an absolute pleasure to have along for the trip. The third hotel on the list was a very large and very nice looking once. As she had at her other stops, she asked the driver to give her a half hour before he returned, but told him that if he took another customer in that time, she would gladly wait for his return – Kammie intended to pay him well for his time, regardless of how he spent the moments in between her trips.
There was no one at the front desk when she entered, which was odd, but she took it as an opportunity to look around before she spoke to someone about booking a room. Instead of searching the bottom floors, Kammie rode the elevator all the way to the top of the building; she knew already that she would prefer a space that was as close to the sky and as aerated as possible. There were a few windows lining the hallway, but they did little in providing her with a subjective view, or a good idea of the rooms behind the locked doors. She lingered there for a few moments, wondering if she might be able to happen upon someone who would allow her to take a peek inside; it was unlikely, she knew, so she allotted herself five more minutes until she returned to the lobby. No sooner had the decision been made, the sound of a door clicking shut caught her ears. Kammie turned to see a blonde woman leaving her room. “Hi there! Excuse me, but do you live here?” She was no sooner going to take for granted that the woman lived here than she was going to assume that she didn’t. “I was hoping you could help me with something.”