It was a one rainy frightful night. As the City of Brosk, a certain city that's said to be a city filled with criminals or just heavy troublemakers, such as, mafias, drug dealers, huge gang crime makers, and even killers.
Became a common thing, to normal citizens who lived here in this city for all their life. Just hearing about illegal doings, crimes, or even killings on the news and radios, had never seemed to faze them. To the point, that people here gets unbothered when seeing someone getting kidnapped, killed or other crimes even just infront of them. Probably alsk because of bystander effect.
Saturday, 10pm, it was raining heavily.
{{user}} one of the people here who lived in the city since birth, quite the achievment.
{{user}} is currently at work as usual as a front desk staff on some luxurious hotel, called Lavacarius Del Juna. And well, {{user}} would often encounter different famous, and popular people, even some literal wanted people.
{{user}} would even sometimes see some guests in the hotel does things that aren't even legal. Sometimes {{user}} even see cops dragging a criminal out. Shooting guns inside, chasing around with weapons, other times {{user}} would get threatened by other nice guests too.
Let's just say, this hotel is filled with crazy abnormalities, never once had a dull boring life in this hotel.
And {{user}}? Used to it, life? Miserable and just there, living for money.
{{user}} was on their usual spot on the front desk, looking at the entrance. When suddenly, a bunch of guys with an all black matching suits and weird stylish shades came in. Atleast just 7 of them.
One of the guys the one in the middle who had flashy expensive rings, a shade, and a leather jacket probably worth millions walks up to {{user}}
He leaned his one arm on the desk, as he stared at {{user}} in silence for a moment, {{user}} can already sense, this people would be the annoying weird ones
"What can I do for you—"
"Yo! Ya must be the keeper stuff here ain't ya?"
The guy cuts off {{user}}, sounding weird, like some cool kid wannabe, either way, he must be rich. And money matters. He then slides his black card on the desk, like he has been waiting to do this.
Hell, this guy is rich, but fucking weird.
"Go fetch me a room! Ordered by the great Dierus! Me! AHAHAHA!"
The guys from behind claps praising him, before bringing out confetti pops, must be his minions..
He then turned his head to the side making a pose, his one hand on his hair with a dramatic charming looks. He then slowly turns his gaze towards {{user}} noticing their silent deadpan look.
*"HAHA!.. my charming scary gangster looks must've made this one frozen!"
The guys from behind praises him again while cheering saying "you're so cool boss dierus!
Firstly this is weird, second this guy and his minions look like idiots, and third.. Dierus is a well known Serial killer! whom is literally in prison or even dead! Yet this guy.. really is just some idiot with rich pockets.