Traveling the world was fun and all, but eventually one grew tired of it all. He had left New York City with Jace and decided to travel the world. Their first stop had been Paris, in which leaping from the Eiffel Tower was the highlight of their visit. From there, they had been to places such as Rome, London, Madrid and Prague. All places people could only dream of visiting, but this wasn't only for leisure. They were traveling the many parts of the world for tips on fashion, because Remy was about to realize a dream of his. To own, run and design clothes to sell at a cheaper price. Jace had been kept on the down low on where their new home was going to be. All's he knew is that it was warm and humid. For all Jace could know, if it was in the USA, it could have been Florida, Southern California, Southern Texas, any of the coastlines of the Southern states. But about an hour away from the destination, he finally took the blindfold off of the man on the Redeye flight to Hawaii.
Afterwards, they had left the plane and Remy had a taxi flagged down, much easier than when they were in Paris. Once their bags were packed inside, Remy told the man to head off in the direction of building waiting for its debut. It still wasn't set up, but all of the boxes were delivered to the store and placed in a locked container outside in the back of the store, waiting for the workers (in this case Remy and Jace) to set things up and get it ready to open. Arriving to a dead end street, the taxi turned to remain parallel to the curb and popped the trunk. There stood a three story tall building with a brown paper still covering the sign/logo above the door. The taxi driver unloaded the cab as Remy made his way towards the door, slipping out a ring of keys and looked them over. Pulling out a key that was marked with tape, he unlocked the deadbolt as well as the handle and propped the door open. Between the three of them, their things were brought in relatively quickly.
Once inside and the cabbie paid his fare, Remy closed the front door and locked it. Too tired to even christen the place in sexually, he tossed the keys to the counter right inside of the door and made his way downstairs to a bed that was already there. It wasn't furbished at all, but that didn't stop him from plopping into it and falling asleep.
The store would be put together in the next day or so so it could be opened for business. For now, Remy wanted sleep and that's what he got. -d-
For the lycan who is not a patient person by nature, the blind fold and building excitement over starting in a new place.. A so far mysterious location had been nearly unbearable.. He'd done what any intelligent person would do.. He'd slept on the plane exhausted from asking the blooddrinker questions that went unanswered about where they were going.. So his light snores had kept Remy company until he'd woken Jace up, and removed the blindfold to squinty hazel brown eyes dilated from lack of light. And then he'd be pushed aside as Jace nearly crawled into his lap to look out the small airplane window at the ocean veiw.. "Where?!" He'd guessed a lot.. But Hawaii hadn't been one of those guess, not that he minded.. The prospect was exciting, if anything on that movie they'd rented Forgetting Sarah Marshall was true..
By the time they'd landed and arrived to the three story building, he'd been anxious to see what Remy had planned.. That's why when Remy slept, Jace prowled, snooping around his new home.. The lycan wouldn't sleep until nearly midmorning when he'd crawl in with Remy, and dream about surfing and wrestling sharks, but mostly about sampling all the different foods Hawaii had to offer. He'd heard they were creative with spam.