The guide clapped his hands. "Alright everyone! Let's begin the tour."
As they started moving, West leaned closer to his father and whispered, "So… how badly did you destroy that guy at work?"
Mark chuckled. "Accidentally, mostly."
West nodded solemnly. "That's the best kind."
Behind them, Elina whispered loudly to her brother, "He's even hotter up close."
The brother looked like he was reconsidering all his life choices.
West smiled to himself.
This weekend was already promising.
From the moment the tour began, it was clear, positioned herself beside West with the precision of a guided missile, matching his pace perfectly as the group followed the guide deeper into the resort's sprawling interior.
If West slowed, she slowed. If he stopped to look at something, she stopped too. If he shifted slightly to the left, she somehow ended up already there.
It was impressive but mostly hilarious.
