Dan and I were soon in a cab and on our way to the motel. I just want to get this over with! God, if only you knew how horrible that place is. Just the way it looks, plus the creepy lobby guy. And to be honest, the place even smells horrible too!

"So, what all do you need to get?" Dan asked. I looked at him.

"Oh, just my suitcase. Hopefully this will be a quick trip. That place is horrible." I replied. Dan nodded, than things were silent for a little.
After a couple of minutes, I must say, the silence became a little too unbearable, so I decided to try and make small talk with Dan.

"So, you and Phil both like Muse?" I asked. He turned towards me and lightly smiled.

"Yeah. They're really great." He said. I nodded my head in agreement, and everything went silent again. We sat there, looked at each other (kind of awkwardly) then looked away. A minute later, Dan turned towards me. "Sorry if I make things awkward, I can be kind of socially awkward sometimes." I gave him a small smile mixed with a confused look while I tried to fight back my laughter. He blushed and face palmed himself. "Oh god, why would I tell you that?"

"Dan, it's ok!" I said quickly, trying to make him feel better. He looked at me. "I'm usually really socially awkward, trust me! But I don't know what it is… I can really talk to you and Phil, you know? As if I've known you two forever." After saying that, Dan smiled, and so did I. Soon after, the cab finally arrived at the motel. We paid the driver and got out.

"God, I thought that I'd never have to come here again." Dan said. We began to walk towards my room.

"It was that horrible, huh?" I asked him. He looked at me and slightly laughed.

"Oh, you don't know the half of it."

"Well then thank god I don't have to spend the night here." I said as we approached the door. Once we were in, I gathered my stuff, and we were soon headed towards the small lobby. I really don't want to see this guy again…
Once we were in the lobby, we slowly walked up to the same man who was behind the counter. He was still reading the same magazine as earlier. He didn't seem to notice us…

"Um, sir?" I asked. He sighed slightly and looked up.

"What?" he asked coldly, looking between Dan and I.

"Well, I'm actually f-finished with my room." I said. This guy really creeps me out. He actually scares me! I don't know what it is… maybe it's the setting and his general appearance, plus his attitude. It totally is.
He just huffed out a breath and held his hand out. The thing is, he held it a point where I would have to bend over the desk just to give him the keys. Wearing the low collared shirt I am, I really don't want to do that… suddenly, the key was taken out of my hands. I looked at Dan, who quickly lent forward and shoved the key into the man's hand. The man glared at Dan and threw the key under the desk then went back to reading. Dan then grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the place.
As soon as we were outside, I noticed that Dan was still holding my hand. My hand felt all tingly and weird and my stomach was full of butterflies. I blushed, and when Dan looked at me, he realized that he was still holding my hand. He quickly pulled his away and blushed.

"I'm sorry, I-I just, um, what that guy was trying to make you do…" he trailed off. I looked up and smiled at him.

"Thanks, Dan." I said, and smiled up at him. He smiled also. After standing there for a second, staring and smiling at each other, I turned away, slightly blushing.

"W-we should go call for a cab." I stuttered and lightly shook my head, trying to clear my mind. Dan nodded in agreement and we headed towards the road, more than ready to leave this god-awful place behind.