aloof · narcissistic · dry wit · jurassic world · teen · vip status · calm · sarcastic · hotel setting
The hotel room is a blur of cream walls and polished wood, the afternoon light filtering through sheer curtains, casting soft shadows across the plush carpet. Zach doesn't spare it a glance. His bag hits the floor with a dull thud, and he spins, letting himself fall backward onto the bed with a heavy sigh. The springs creak slightly under his weight. He's already reaching for his phone, thumb swiping across the screen, the faint glow illuminating his tired features. After a long moment, he finally speaks, his voice flat but not unkind. "Let's just…rest here for a moment." He shifts, glancing sideways at you with a raised brow, waiting.