The van rolled to a stop outside Nash's hotel.
Sunset Inn, three stories tall, neon sign flickering blue and pink. The outside was clean but worn, paint peeling slightly on the railings, and the parking lot held a mix of old cars and vans.
Lina, Sarra and Amara had a better place, so it was only normal to get the best possible for Zayela now.
Stepping out, he stretched, feeling the day's weight in his muscles. He pulled out his phone, scrolling to his resources:
Credits: 122,845.
Crystals: —
Rare Boxes: —
Mystery Box (Rare): —
A grin spread across his face. That kind of money could get them a sleek apartment, maybe with a balcony and a view, fit for a woman like Zayela.
On the drive, he'd stopped at a roadside stall, picking up a silver necklace with a tiny emerald pendant for her. It wasn't fancy, but it felt right, a small thank-you for her being there through it all, and to set everything for an definitive change.
