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Name:Rylie Davenport
Age:30
Height: 5'1"
Ms. Davenport scurried around the small office files hugged to her chest while her free hand searched the filing cabinet for more paperwork. A receiver was pressed to her ear, held there by her shoulder as she spoke. The small irritated screech from the other end of the phone made her wince. "I understand that there is a convention in town for this month but you have got to have one room available!" Her voice was a plea, answered only by the laugh of the hotel manager on the other end before a resounding click as the line went dead. Taking a seat at her desk Rylie placed down both the phone and files she had been carrying. Rubbing her temples she couldn't help but groan. If it wasn't one thing it was the other. She had been on the phone all day attempting to find her boss a room as his new home was still under construction.
Having flown in early that morning with him they had both found out the bad news together. Now she was at a loss. She had been working with him for a few years and had managed to work out all problems they had come to but this time she wasn't sure what to do. With a deep breath she stood slowly, smoothing her suit she glanced to the door. She began to pace for a few moments, her feet aching slightly in the high heels she wore. Rubbing her temples she tried to think for something. About the time she was going to give up the thought struck her. Turning she hurried into his office.
"Sir." She said with a gentle smile. He looked as tired as she was. The day have been odd to say the least but the good news was they had managed to get most of the office in order. At least they were on schedule with that.
"I've called every hotel in the area, going as far as two counties over but this convention that's going on has everything booked solid. I'm sorry sir. It looks as though we wont be putting you up in a hotel. There is only a few options left... if you would like we could have you fly in every day which would be very time consuming and expensive or...." She swallowed. "If you like I have an extra bedroom at my place...you could stay with me until your home is finished."
Age:30
Height: 5'1"
Ms. Davenport scurried around the small office files hugged to her chest while her free hand searched the filing cabinet for more paperwork. A receiver was pressed to her ear, held there by her shoulder as she spoke. The small irritated screech from the other end of the phone made her wince. "I understand that there is a convention in town for this month but you have got to have one room available!" Her voice was a plea, answered only by the laugh of the hotel manager on the other end before a resounding click as the line went dead. Taking a seat at her desk Rylie placed down both the phone and files she had been carrying. Rubbing her temples she couldn't help but groan. If it wasn't one thing it was the other. She had been on the phone all day attempting to find her boss a room as his new home was still under construction.
Having flown in early that morning with him they had both found out the bad news together. Now she was at a loss. She had been working with him for a few years and had managed to work out all problems they had come to but this time she wasn't sure what to do. With a deep breath she stood slowly, smoothing her suit she glanced to the door. She began to pace for a few moments, her feet aching slightly in the high heels she wore. Rubbing her temples she tried to think for something. About the time she was going to give up the thought struck her. Turning she hurried into his office.
"Sir." She said with a gentle smile. He looked as tired as she was. The day have been odd to say the least but the good news was they had managed to get most of the office in order. At least they were on schedule with that.
"I've called every hotel in the area, going as far as two counties over but this convention that's going on has everything booked solid. I'm sorry sir. It looks as though we wont be putting you up in a hotel. There is only a few options left... if you would like we could have you fly in every day which would be very time consuming and expensive or...." She swallowed. "If you like I have an extra bedroom at my place...you could stay with me until your home is finished."
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