"I can't believe that Kenzo won't let you leave," Kendra complained.
"I can't believe you're listening to him," Marc added.
"I'm being stalked, he's just worried. Aren't the two of you?" I asked.
"I mean, yeah actually." Kendra said. "It's kind of crazy, but what could happen with the two of us around?" She asked.
"Yeah I know." I said." Kenzo is just very protective."
"I still can't believe you're listening to him," Marc said.
I gave him a bored look.
"At least he said we could use his card to order anything we want, right?' Kendra said happily.
"Let's order room service," Marc said.
Kendra and I turned to give him an incredulous look.
"This isn't a hotel," Kendra stated.
Marc shrugged.
"It feels like one," he said.
I looked around as Kendra and Marc started to bicker. I knew
