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Work had finished early for Corbeau today. It was an unusually good day for him. Every meeting went smoothly, grunts were actually productive and even a few debts were paid back. This put Corbeau in a better mood than usual, and what does he do when in these good moods? He makes a surprise visit to Hotel Z. It had been a few weeks since his last visit. It was a little after 5pm so he shouldn’t be walking in on them doing yoga, again.
He and Phillipe have an uneventful walk to the hotel. The sky was just starting to get dark and the air chilly when they arrived. This time when they walked into the lobby they could hear shouting and laughter. Ansha wasn’t behind the front counter like she usually was. He couldn’t see anyone right off but from the yelling he could tell they were all gathered into their meeting room.
The shouting and laughter continued as he walked into the doorway. The room had been completely cleared out of furniture. The chairs and tables were all pushed into a corner. There was a white sheet tacked to the wall with a projector hanging from the ceiling. Hooked up to the projector was a Wii console. ‘People still have these?’ He thought to himself. Ansha, Lida and Urbain were standing against the wall, watching you and Korrina virtually box one another on the screen. You could tell it was an intense match because no one noticed him standing there.
“Oh shit-” you yelled right before Corbeau felt a hard wack on his head.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to let go of the remote!” You felt awful for accidentally hitting him. You know how much those remotes can hurt when hit with at full force. “Wait, when did you get here?” it had taken you a second to realize who you had just assaulted.
“I haven’t been here long.” He answered while rubbing the now sore spot on his head. He could already feel a bump beginning to form.
“I’m so sorry!” You apologize again. He waved his hand dismissively.
“It’s fine, but I get the next match.” He states and everyone in the room's eyes go wide. He’s joking, right? Sensing everyone’s apprehension, he looks at you, smirks and says, “Against you, payback for almost giving me a concussion.”
You smile back and nod. He really should stop making surprise visits to the hotel, he thought. Or these kids need to get into debt again so they can be productive with their time.