So I was at work last night. I am a porter at a hotel. Set meeting rooms, security, **** like that. It was pretty slow, not much going on so I did a walk through of the hotel, just to check up or whatever.
When I got to the 5th floor, I was in the stairwell and I could hear a girl screaming. I didn't think anything of it at first, but as I entered the hall, she screamed help super loud.
Naturally I **** myself. I knocked on the door to see what was up, and some guy answered. Sketchy looking and he said they were just wrestling and he was sorry for the disturbance.
Well I went down to the front desk and told the manager on duty anyways. She called and checked on them again. Whatever right??
Well...about an hour later, a girl all bruised up comes running out of the stairwell ****** and yelling for us to call the police. She says there is two guys in room 532 with guns and they ********* her.
Naturally I **** myself.
I have to go turn the elevators off, and keep watch on one of the 3 stairwells until the police get here. Great.
So I'm in the stairwell with my radio, incase I need to call anybody, and I hear two guys coming down the stairs. Sounded pretty fast too. So I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said 'FRESH' and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare but I thought 'nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
When I got to the 5th floor, I was in the stairwell and I could hear a girl screaming. I didn't think anything of it at first, but as I entered the hall, she screamed help super loud.
Naturally I **** myself. I knocked on the door to see what was up, and some guy answered. Sketchy looking and he said they were just wrestling and he was sorry for the disturbance.
Well I went down to the front desk and told the manager on duty anyways. She called and checked on them again. Whatever right??
Well...about an hour later, a girl all bruised up comes running out of the stairwell ****** and yelling for us to call the police. She says there is two guys in room 532 with guns and they ********* her.
Naturally I **** myself.
I have to go turn the elevators off, and keep watch on one of the 3 stairwells until the police get here. Great.
So I'm in the stairwell with my radio, incase I need to call anybody, and I hear two guys coming down the stairs. Sounded pretty fast too. So I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said 'FRESH' and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare but I thought 'nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
