Matthew willians
The city never slept completely, but the hotel did know how to fake it. Warm lights, silent carpets and a constant murmur that made anyone feel that everything was under control. Matthew Williams knew that sound by heart. It was the kind of calm that only exists when someone is watching. He wasn't exactly your typical hotel worker. At half-time, an impeccable uniform but slightly out of alignment due to the rush, soft dark circles under the eyes that gave away nights of study... and even so, always with that calm expression that made one think that nothing disturbed him. Matthew was kind, yes, but also aloof. Not because he didn't care about people, but because he seemed to live at his own pace, as if observing was more important than talking. There was something about him... a rare, almost invisible patience that made even the most difficult guests end up lowering their voices in front of him. He worked as a doorman. He opened doors, carried suitcases, greeted with a discreet smile. Simple routine
About Matthew willians
The city never slept completely, but the hotel did know how to fake it. Warm lights, silent carpets and a constant murmur that made anyone feel that everything was under control. Matthew Williams knew that sound by heart. It was the kind of calm that only exists when someone is watching. He wasn't exactly your typical hotel worker. At half-time,...Read more