Lexi took the keys feeling very disgruntled. She shuddered without realising as she heard the dogs barking in the distance. Glancing around, in one last desperate attempt to find an elevator, she crossed her arms and stamped her foot in a mini tantrum. Exhaustion was getting to her, it was late afterall, and it creating a very irritable guest.<br/><br/>"I have to walk to the top floor using these old stairs, really? Don't they realise how tired I am!" She continued moaning to herself in this manner as she slipped the room keys and note into her startingly pink coat pocket. Instead of setting off up the stairs, she remained were she was, almost defiantly, before proceeding to bang on the desk and shout. "Hello?! I need some help with my luggage here!". Her efforts didn't last long, giving up after a minute and sitting on her suitcase in a huff.<br/><br/>"Well,<span style="font-style: italic">I'm</span>not carrying it up. What do they think I'll be paying them for?" she muttered to herself, pulling a pocket mirror out and began fussing over her hair which had began to frizz in the wind as she had walked from her car. The mirror had an intricately patterned back, covered in hundreds of flowers and despite being scratched and worn over the years, some of it's original beauty still shone through. This was a family heirloom in which she had often taken delight in telling people how she'd rather die than lose it, although whether it really did mean so much to her or she just thought it was something good to brag about was yet to be seen. She coated her lips in gloss and sighed in frustration.<br/><br/>"Even the light sucks here, how am I supposed to fix my face? Ugh, I guess I'll just have to walk to my room afterall and hope it's better in there." At this she tugged on her oversized suitcase, beginning to regret her tendency to overpack. Simply walking to the foot of the stairs seemed a monumental task as she dragged it behind her and just standing there looking up the first set made her feel exhausted. She pondered waiting a while longer in hope of a porter but upon hearing the dogs in the distance again, with more clarity, she glanced fearfully at the door and began dragging her suitcase up to her room.