I enjoyed the light breakfast from that five-star hotel that we’ve stayed last night. It was as luxurious as I ever imagined it would become, with all the people serving us, me and Lauren Keith. They’re very hands-on as if they’re afraid to make any mistakes. One thing I noticed from the name of the hotel is that it has a capital LKW on it. Does it mean, “Lauren Keith White Hotel”?
“Oh, that’s Lake Krista White, if you want to know the name.” He said behind me as I gazed through the glass window facing the initials etched on top of the hotel.
“I thought it’s your initials being carved on it.”
“Well, that’s a good idea too, isn’t it?”
“I wanted to know the name of this city. It’s like it’s the first time that I have ever seen such a place like this.” I muttered, slowly facing him. I gas
