KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Fuck! What's that God-awful sound! Make it stop or I swear I'm gonna stab someone!
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
What the hell?! People are trying to sleep here. Fuck off!
"Tyler! I know you're in there. Open the fucking door you dumb ass."
Ugh.. He is so annoying!
"Go away, Korey! I'm trying to sleep!" I shouted from my comfortable little bed and pulled my blanket over my head to muffle his whining little voice. Then I heard the sound of keys jiggling and the door being unlocked before I heard Korey's voice boomed into my bedroom.
"What are you still doing in bed, Tyler? Hurry up and let's go!"
"No, Kor. I'm good here. How did you get in anyway?"
"I got your spare key, you idiot. Now stop sulking and get the fuck up! If you don't get up now you're gonna be late for work."
"Then why the fuck did you knock just now? I swear I'm gonna to change my lock."
"Well, excuse you! At least I have a common courtesy to knock first. You didn't wanna open the door for me."
Suddenly I felt the cold morning air hit my body as Korey pulled my blanket all the way to the other side of the room so that I would have to get up to retrieve it if I wanted it back. But no, I'm not leaving this bed until HE leaves my apartment or I pretend that he's not here. So, I did the next best thing; I brought the pillow that I've been sleeping on and placed it over my head. But I should know that he is no better than an annoying little sister who won't go away until she gets what she wants.
I heard him sighed. "I'm not gonna let you do this to yourself. Come on, you gotta get to work like in thirty minutes."
"But Korey, I don't care much for work and I definitely don't care to see him, ever again. So just let me rot here in peace."
Okay, hold up! Let me explain a little about what's going on here. I'm currently stubbornly lying in my bed sans my blanket, very reluctant to leave my little cocoon of denial. You see, I have been avoiding work for almost a week now and frankly, I don't even know if I'm still employed or not but the beauty of it was.. I don't care. I just don't want to go back to that place and risk seeing that cheating bastard again.
"Tyler Oakley, you cannot hide in here forever. Grace called me this morning. She said that she can't cover for you anymore and if you value your job you HAVE to go in today."
Ugh, why does Grace have to involve herself in this? Although I didn't specifically ask her not to, she could've gotten fired if she was caught covering for me. Now it would make me look bad if I don't show up today. But the thought of seeing him again just makes me wanna abandon whatever friendship I've had with her. I guess I'm in a typical situation of 'damned if I do, damned if I don't'.
I sat up on the bed and pried open my eyes to see a blurry Korey standing by the edge of my bed, holding my glasses to me. I took it from him and immediately placed it over my eyes. I huffed childishly.
"Fine, I'm going. I hope you and Grace are happy if I bump into Rustin looking like death on legs!"
"What are you talking about? You look just fine. Now go and take your shower and I'll ready the coffee to go."
Fifteen minutes later, we were both out of my apartment to go to work.
It only took us about ten minutes to walk to the Four Seasons Hotel and made our way to the employees' locker room. It was now six o'clock and the morning buzz was already starting. Korey is the assistant sous chef in our The Garden Cafe and they serves up the best power breakfast in Manhattan. Which is why he was rushing to get changed and dashed straight to the kitchen leaving me alone to change into my monkey suit. Just as I finished my last button, Grace stormed into the room and looked at me with a relieved look.
"Oh Tyler. Bless your soul! Ok, no time to chat. Hurry up and take these orders up to room 805. Now!"
"Okay, okay. Geez!" I took the order ticket from her and headed my way to the kitchen. Before I leave the room, I heard her say, "It's good to have you back, kiddo!" I waved my hand at her without looking back and kept walking.
I double checked all of the orders twice before I take them to the room. Meals - pancakes, Nutella, a bowl of strawberries, poached eggs with hollandaise sauce, Mac and Cheese, checked. Drinks - two shots of expresso, orange juice and hot chocolate, checked. I placed them all on the trolley and pushed it to the elevator.
When I reached the outside of room 805, I rearranged everything in the trolley for a little bit before I knocked on the door. It's just one of my weird habit to do that but I feel like if I serve a better looking meal to my guests, they might tip me better. I waited a few seconds before I knocked again, louder this time. I really didn't wanna use my universal card because when I use it, it will most probably mean that I won't be receiving my well deserved tips because I'll have to just push the room service in and leave.
After another few seconds had passed without any answer, I hung my head in defeat and fished out my card to open the door. What a great way to start my first day back. I huffed annoyingly before composing myself again and went in.
The room was dark, only the lights on the short hallway was on. I wasn't allowed to go any further than a few feet into the room so I left the trolley just before the hallway ends but before I turned to leave, I heard a soft noise from deeper part of the room. The noise was getting a little louder and it sounded like a woman was grunting in pain. Like a cat that got run over by a car, mewling. Okay, the hotel rules does not apply when someone might be in possible life threatening situation right? Should I go check, just in case? But before I could argue futher, I heard a loud crash of something fallen to the floor and I rushed into the room without thinking twice and I immediately regretted my hasty decision.
There seemed to be no life threatening situation going on in front of me at all. What was in front of me, however, was a very naked butt that is connected to a very naked slender waist of a tall man, with a pair of legs whom I assumed belonged to a equally naked woman, wrapped around that said waist. The grunting sound was coming from the woman and was most definitely not pained. From what I can witness, I think she very much enjoyed whatever that cute little butt was doing to her. And the crash was a broken lamp which obviously resulted from the impact of what they were doing against the wall beside of the table.
But I realized too late that the room ceased of all movements and sounds and when I snapped out of my inner commentary, I saw two pair of eyes watching me intently, watching them. I felt my face heated up, palms sweating and I instantly began berating myself for not following the hotel rules and now I have two guests that caught me oggling at them fucking. Against the fucking wall. This was not my day.
"I uhmm.. I'm sorry. Don't mind me, I just thought I heard something uhmm.. nevermind. I'm so, so sorry. Please proceed. I'll.. I'll go now.' I rambled incoherently before turning on my heels and ran out of there, thinking that I should have just stayed at home this morning.