Grains of Sand, Big City, and Promise Part V
“Twenty thousand with a discount. Come on...why do you think so much? Whether you come or not, I have to use a room.” I tried to end the conversation as Net managed the check-in at the counter.
“Come on, I have some savings. You don't have to cover it for me. I’m here to travel; I won’t hold back.” I listened to it and just nodded in agreement, but I left Net to take care of the accommodations, so this issue needed to be handled later.
“If that’s what you want,” I laughed through my nose, and Net returned to where we were. After that, we took the elevator up to the room on the 36th floor.
Outside the room’s window was a view full of buildings and structures created by human hands. I smiled at the effort and creativity once before taking a shower and changing clothes. The room reserved was a suite. It was divided into three sub-rooms with separate bathrooms. We were able to deal with our personal stuff in no time.