RandomDoodler167

The hotels slowness kept even the most dedicated bellhop in the dining room, paper splayed on the table before him as he doodle shyly on a white piece of printer paper. On the sheet was a good friend of his, a well-known savour of the town, smiling as she gave him a hug. The only thing he was having difficulty on was her eyes; they didn't have enough soul. Devin's eyes were bright and warm, and they showed the possibilities that even a meager housefly had. Her eyes could both motivate and keep him down, the key difference being the company she kept when she visited him during work. Buddy had a crush on her; even Violet the death-obsessed fl