The day was lit, the cold autumn breeze blew past my body. My suit filled my body as I flexed my hands to grip my luggage. I was standing outside a penthouse I payed more than my college funds for. It was nice though, gold with white. Fancy enough for me.

I headed in, people filled the lobby. Seats sprawled out with fancy chairs and people sipping tea, laughing, talking. I turned my attention back to the front desk and made my way over there.

After my nice discussion with the lady that worked at the front desk. She was hot, but very snobby. I had my key card, level 3 room 212. Let's just hope this business trip was better than what it sounded like.