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--- Friday Evening 5:50 P.M ---
September 27th
Alex sauntered up the stairs of the 34th street station of one of National City’s Metro Rail Lines. Getting off the B-train at Herald Square put Alex five minutes out from her destination. Peering down at her watch, she noted she was twenty minutes late to the rehearsal.
Oh well, what were a few more minutes?
Walking at a snail’s pace to delay the inevitable, she eventually arrived at the building in front of her. The Renaissance Hotel was one of National’s City’s most iconic high-end hotels. While not the largest, it still held a grandeur about it due to its classy and modern aesthetics.
Contrasting its sophisticated look, she noticed the hotel’s surrounding environment. The street the hotel resided on was filled with uneven cobbled stones and directly across contained local family-owned shops varying from locksmiths to cloth textiles. It was quite unfortunate that in these modern times mom & pop shops were declining and becoming obsolete.
Returning her gaze back to the front of the hotel she spotted a Planet Fitness next door. Nowadays, hotels offered access to gym facilities and The Renaissance was no exception regarding this matter.
Alright, enough wasting time. I have to go in at some point.
Having taken more than an unnecessary amount of time gazing outside, Alex sighed and entered the building through the automatic revolving doors.
She was soon met by a lobby containing contemporary decor and dark color-schemed walls. Walking up to the front desk, she noticed one hotel receptionist assisting an elderly couple. She went to the other receptionist that was not occupied.
“Good evening, how can I help you today?”
“I’m here for the five-thirty venue. It should be under Danvers.”
The receptionist looked at his computer monitor. After a short moment, he eventually pulled up what he was looking for. “Ah yes, everyone is already inside. Please turn the corner on the far right and take the elevator up to the twelfth floor.”
Having been given the information she needed, Alex thanked the hotel employee and carried on her way.
Arriving at the designated floor, she stepped out of the elevator and was faced with an enclosed room with a set of double doors on the opposite side. Just before the entrance on the left was a lacquered oak table and chair. No one was seated to greet her so she assumed all the guests were inside.
A welcome sign stood on a wooden easel to the right of the doors. Alex honed in on the words printed on the sign and her jaw tensed as she looked away with distaste. Knowing she arrived at the right place (in some aspects even the wrong one), she finally entered.
WELCOME
TO THE WEDDING OF
KARA & MON-EL