a/n; well, I got unexpectedly sick, so the next chapter is getting delayed, so here is a small glimpse of the side moments. and thank you so much for the sweet comments in the past author note! :)

You gotta be kidding me.

Today either Ahana's luck was on vacation or maybe the universe had officially declared war on her peace of mind. Because just as she finally managed to get her mind off the interaction they all just had with All- Starz. Her I-phone buzzed with the familiar notification of a message.

Yurei private ltd.

SarahYour reservation is confirmed: 3 Executive Rooms (2 Queen Beds each) – under Bladebreakers group reservation.

Three rooms.
Two beds each.
Fo six people...
As in all of them?

Oh no, oh no, no, no, no, no.

She was not going to share a room with any of them. No. Not happening. Nope. Neither was she paid enough to deal with this nor did she had any interest in sharing a room for the next three days with any of them.

She opened her messages, finger clicking on the familiar icon whose photo's feature Ryan itself.

Ryan

I gave you ONE task, ONE simple idiot proof task.
A separate room for me. 1 room, 1 bed. That's it.
That also after Mr. Dickenson has insisted on giving you something responsible, and when YOU specifically said that you can handle it, that you had contacts with the Hotel's owner.
And what do I get?
Explain. Fast.

She narrowed her eyes, before typing another message.

Actually, no, don't explain it.
Fix. It.
Fast.
Before I get to Yurei, and that is in 10 minutes.

Come on, Ahana. Don't be ridiculous.
It's not that bad... you can take it as a team bond exercise. :P

Do you want me to get you blacklisted on every hotel, restaurant, clothing line that Althea owns? Do you?

You... wouldn't!

I def would, so you better fix it.
Message me only when you have fixed it.

***

After some minutes, Ahana phone did receive the notification of the previous reservation having changes to have- 2 executive rooms, and 2 standard rooms.

Meanwhile, somewhere far from the edge of her wrath, a panicked Ryan was practically bowing over the phone—despite knowing the person on the other end couldn't see him.

"I'm so sorry, man. I know this is super last-minute, but I was literally about to die. Her glare can pierce titanium,"

The man on the other end chuckled, smug, "What happened to the great Ryan Dickeson? I thought you weren't scared of anyone,"

"Dude, you haven't met her, at first glance you might think she looks like a heavenly angel, but her moves are more lethal than the heavenly guards! She almost broke my ribs some days ago because I mocked the stray cat she fed!"

"Well," the man on the other side sighed, "you owe me one,"

"Yes, I do," Ryan said, heaving a sigh.

Then, under his breath, "Ahana, when I catch you—damn it, what can I even do?!"