One-On-One anyone? (CLOSED)

“Oi! Don’t be mean, elf!” Farron joked.

They neared a hotel, and Alizeh giggled.

“She’s so cute holy shit…” Farron mumbled, smiling.

"She looks like her dad," Fae smiled.

“She looks more like her mum in all honestly.” Farron chuckled.

They walked into the hotel as Fae punched Farron softly.

“What was that for?” Farron asked.

"I gave you a compliment and you rejected it," Fae said, fake hurt.

“No, no I didn’t. And don’t give me that gave because now I feel bad.” Farron frowned a little at himself.

Fae laughed. "I'm just joking."

Farrow shook his head a little, “I know, I know.”

"Tha feum agam air seòmar airson dithis le creideal," Fae said to the receptionist.

("I need a room for two with a cradle.")

The receptionist nodded and gave glen a key, “Thanks.”

"Chan eil duilgheadas sam bith ann," The elf replied.

("No problem maam."

“Right, that’s go then.”

"We're in Room 452, 3rd Floor."

“Where are the stairs or something…”

"You take the airlevators," Fae explained.

(No that was not a typo)

"The what now?"

"The airlevators," Fae repeated. "They're currents of air that take you to your floor. They're really fun."

"Oh, right yeah… why does this place not have stairs though? Wouldn't that be safer?"

Fae shook her head. "We never had stairs back in the day except for in castles. It'd the same job because it's easier."

Farron rolled his eyes, "Right, okay yeah. Well, let's get this over with then…"

Fae led the way.

Eventually, the made it to the airlevators and Farron swallowed, "I don't like this…"

"They're perfectly safe, Farron. Trust me," Fae said, stepping towards one.

Farron followed, still unsure about these things.

As Fae stepped onto an airlevator, she was whisked up to her chosen floor. Alizeh giggled.

Farron hesitated before following, trying his best to not freak out.

Fae laughed at Farron's expression as he landed on the floor.