He was more enthusiastic than Draymond; that guy always had an energy drink with him, and he never ran out of energy.
A smirk escaped the corner of Keiffer's lips, "We didn't come here unplanned, bro. We are here to support you. So don't be cranky."
Keiffer took a step and faked a cough. "Uhm miss, reservation for Keiffer Marquez, please," he said with a wink.
"Also for Keno Rogers."
"And Drew Smith."
With a disappointed gaze, Draymond shook his head and went to the elevator.
***
Twenty-six floor, Rm. 546
As they swiped the card, the door creaked open, and the lights flickered to life as they entered the spacious room.
Thrilled by the sight, Zarina dashed into the room with a beautiful smile. She plopped onto the plush couch beside the window.
Draymond clapped his hands, and a thick blanket slowly opened, revealing the vast sky.