Riley’s POV

The hallway of the hotel where we are staying is quiet and clear, which makes me think that probably at this hour the Californian population is divided between sleeping soundly or partying hard. It's probably more the latter than the former.

There is a noise, however, that catches my attention. As I approach my room, I hear something, a series of chuckles mixed with other kinds of sounds. The kind of sounds you would recognize in the distance without having to think ...