Write four lines of prose about: the valet.
January is behind us once more, hurray! The sun came out to welcome February back to the party, so I went out this afternoon to take some pictures. Here's one from partway up the mountain just east of town:
Tomorrow morning Max will meet my sister and brother-in-law from Calgary for the first time. So very, very excited about that.
They're only here for the weekend, but I figure that's more than enough time for Max to convince them they need to move here.
Randall moved through the empty hallways of the lower decks, a freshly laundered suit over his shoulder. Above him he could just make out the shouts of panic as passengers stampeded aimlessly, desperate for an authority figure to tell them what to do.
He shook his head and smiled sadly before dragging his attention back to the task at hand.
He didn't know what he'd discover inside Room 792, but the key he'd found inside the suit would show him soon enough.