-first person pov-
As my eyes slowly opened, I became aware of my surroundings one again. I dizzily lifted myself from the floor and stumbled to the table in the next room. It felt like I was home alone. Good. I ran my hands across the table in search of money or keys. When I focused my eyes on the table, I saw a messy pile of ones and fives, which I quickly snatched up and stuffed into my pockets.
As fast as I could, I ran towards the front door, which was opened and closed loudly. It was almost dark now. I began to run down the sidewalk as fast as I could in my half-drowsy condition. I'm not sure how long I ran, but by the time I reached downtown Tokyo, it felt as if my energy was almost gone and the sky had completely darkened.
I made my way into a small pharmacy and got myself a bit of makeup and two Red Bulls. When I got to the register, I slammed my products down on the conveyer belt and told the cashier to make it quick. When they scanned and bagged all of my things, I snatched the bag and walked out of the store, leaving a twenty behind to pay. When I got out of the store, I shoved my stuff into the small purse I had brought with me and crossed the street to enter a bar.
Ignoring the drunken perverts who were all trying to grope me, I pushed through the crowd into the bathroom. After I got the three containers of foundation out of my purse, I began to rub them all over my face and arms, which used all of it up. I gulped down the Red Bulls and left the bathroom. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a few beers. Before I knew it, it was already 3:00 a.m. I stumbled out of the bar, a bit drunk. As soon as I took a step out of the door, I crashed into a boy about my height. He wore goggles and had bright red hair, just one shade darker than mine.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked.
I nodded my head, and barely thinking, I leaned on him to keep myself from falling. "You know what?" I started, my words slightly slurred. "If you let me spend the night in your house, I'll give you a hundred dollars."
He thought for a bit, and then sighed. She doesn't really look like a whore. Maybe she just needs a place to stay. "Kay." He pointed to a new-looking red car parked a few feet away. "You can wait in my car. I need to get some cigarettes."
I jumped in surprise and appreciation. I really didn't expect him to say yes. "Thank you so much!" I smiled, placing a light kiss on his cheek.
"Mmhm."
I made my way to his car and plopped myself in the passenger seat, and passed out before he could even get back.
-third person pov-
When Matt got back to his car, he noticed the girl had blacked out. He reached over her and drew the seatbelt across her chest and fastened it, then drove off. The drive was long. He'd been on a highway for almost an hour when he took an exit, made several turns, and pulled into a hotel parking lot. Taking a drag out of his cigarette, He got out of the car, walked over to the other side, and picked up the girl. He carried her bridal style into the hotel lobby, the elevator, a long hallway, and finally, his room.
Since he didn't have his hands free, he kicked the door a few times until a blonde man, a bit taller than he, opened the door. "Matt…" the blonde man sighed and shook his head when he saw the girl. "What did you do?"
Matt let out a short, two syllable laugh. "She just asked to spend the night, I didn't do anything."
"And you just said yes!? What if she's undercover? How stupid can you be!?" The blonde tried to keep his voice down, then slammed the door shut as soon as soon as Matt had fully entered the room.
"Calm down, Mello." Matt said. "She looks way too young to even have a job. And besides, she had a completely innocent look in her eyes."
Mello didn't want to speak with Matt anymore, it was just frustrating him. He took a deep breath, then looked at the girl. "Well, she's not the ugliest person in the world." He commented. "Put her in that chair over there." He pointed to a corner, in which was a small round table and two chairs. "That's where she's sleeping."
Matt carried the girl over to the chair and set her in it.
Mello looked at the clock on a nightstand. It read 4:12. He yawned, stretched, and buried himself under the covers of his bed. He kicked his pants off and peeled off his shirt so he was only in his boxers, and threw them on the ground beside the bed. "Oh, and turn the damn lights off. I'm trying to sleep."
Matt glared at Mello for a moment, then shut off the lights and took off his own shirt and pants, and slipped on simple sweat pants. He laid down in his bed and pulled the covers over him.