Floyd grasped Rylee’s glove tightly and tears slowly flowed down his cheek. She was his beauty, his

life, his love. He didn’t think their love was so fragile, he didn’t think one wrong word could end it all.

But here he is, curled up on his bed, his bright, long, vibrant red hair strung out everywhere. “Mr. Floyd,

the hot tub has been prepared.” Called a voice from outside Floyd’s large hotel room. Floyd’s voice

trembled as he spoke, “y-yes, s-sir.” Floyd slowly picked himself up and opened up the door. Very few

other people were vacationing here at Purple Mountain Hotel, which was a mystery to Floyd, because it

was so charming and beautiful. Floyd slinked into the hot tub and relaxed, but suddenly, he cried.

“Are you okay?” Asked a petite girl with black hair tied in buns and deep brown eyes.

Floyd blinked, “I-I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” The girl asked, laying her hand on his shoulder.

Floyd rolled his shoulders, “I m-mean…”

The girl half smiled, “I heard about Rylee.”

Floyd’s eyes widened, “how?!”

The girl chuckled, “you both are super celebs, and a super couple. Didn’t you think about that?”

The girl’s eyes sparkled when she laughed, and Floyd couldn’t help but feel like he was melting.

“What is your name?” He sniffed. The girl looked down at her shoes and smiled, “I’m Kora.”

Floyd opened his mouth to say his, when she said, “I already know yours, silly.” Floyd nodded and gave a weak chuckle, he could feel a small fire of happiness in his heart. “So, what brings you here to Purple Mountain Hotel?” Floyd asked Kora. Kora laughed even harder, “oh, I am no quest, I’m the owner.” Floyd froze, “w-what?” Kora grinned mischievously, “yep.” Floyd began to get out of the hot tub, and grabbed a towel. “Well, I should go!” He called as he ran back to his room.

‘Floyd, you are so stupid! I can’t believe you actually liked her for a minute! She is the owner of the hotel!’ Floyd told himself, looking in the mirror. He put on a vibrant red jacket, jeans, and a sweater underneath the jacket, opened up his door, and left. He saw the mountains in the distance and decided that is where he should go. The whole time though, he could only think of Kora. He had completely forgotten about Rylee, and his mind was filled with pictures of Kora. Her silky black hair. Her dimples when she smiled. Her eyes and their constant sparkle.

“She is so, beautiful.” He muttered to himself once he got to the top of the smallest mountain. He looked over the horizon. The beautiful pastel hotel, the crystal clear water, the…

“Kora?!” Floyd exclaimed when he felt a small hand on his shoulder. “You bet.” She said, her dimples showing. She slightly laid her head on Floyd’s shoulder as they sat together.

“Isn’t it—“

“Beautiful? Yes, you are.” Floyd said, embracing Kora.

(The End! ❤️ I am thinking about making more Floyd and Kora stories, leave your thoughts in the comments!)