Moving In.

After walking out of the room, I made my way downstairs as I was standing in front of the receptionist right now.

I didn't meet any queue, so it was easy access to her. Seeing the bags I was carrying, she discerned something, seems like I was leaving the hotel. I didn't plan on residing in it anymore.

She wasn't fully sure though, but she knew it was based on a high probability. Glancing at me, she uttered,

"Are you leaving?".

"Yeah, I am". I responded.

"Like for good?". She inquired once again.

"Yeah, for good. I wouldn't be residing in this hotel anymore, some things had taken place, some changes here and there. And because of that, I think I can stop residing in this hotel now".

"Hmm, you were a great customer of this hotel. I have gotten so familiar with your face, I think it would be weird not seeing your face in the next coming days since you're leaving today". She stated.