Working at the Reverie Hotel, it sure was a busy job, of course you took it seriously (or didn't), but you knew someone who was the definition of a hard worker;

Misha, the hotels Bellboy.

You never had a problem with the boy, sharing rumors and gossiping whenever you two had the chance to speak to each other, it was a nice contrast to the constant chatter of new faces and running around (or just standing in place).

You considered Misha a friend, and you only hoped he did too.

A heavy sigh escaped your mouth, you were now on your break; after long hours of hard work. You walked into one of the staff rooms, only to see the Bellboy drinking some water, sitting at the table alone.

"Oh! hello there!" He greeted with a polite, yet fond gaze. You went to sit alongside him. "How are you feeling?" He asks, scanning you for a moment, you could see his attentiveness; which was endearing, to say the least.