A large bed, a beautiful velvet quilt with a violet colour and golden highlights, while two soft pillows were lay at the top of the huge, king-sized bed as Alizée dropped her baggage, with a loud thud, the poor Veronica, who thought she might share a room with Zell was left devastated.
Despite being in a high-priced single room, she looked desolate when Zell left her that door several metres down the hallway, almost seeming to beg him to say with a sad whimper.
'Sadly, this damn witch is still stronger than me; I couldn't stay...' He thought, looking around the room larger than his home's first floor, a large kitchen with all appliances double fridge stocked with various vegetables, fruits and meats that could cook almost anything in Zell's repertoire, which he found amazing.
'Even the knives and utensils and tools are top quality material...' He thought, tapping the solid frying pan, similar to the ones used by top chef Gorden Rimsel.
Thud!