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It was a lazy morning — no, it was a lazy day in general. You were still laying in bed, not budging to move from your spot spot while complaining about something futile. Anton was sitting by the bed and adding a few comments to annoy Bruce, who was already annoyed by the complaints — which was the reason of the whole yapping session if you were being honest.
The three of you were in a shared hotel room paid by Bruce, and it was honestly foolish to book only one bedroom when the three of you could barely agree on where to go next to continue your journey. Anton voted for a swordfighter who disappeared a few years ago but was excellent at what he knew how to do best and would be great to learn from. You voted for a rest — because according to you, the last mentor was purposely trying to "slow you down." Bruce just wanted to follow the damn list.
You throw a pillow at Bruce when the man starts talking, which earns a laugh from Anton, who immediately makes a comment about it.
"Can't believe you didn't see it coming. Tsc.. tsc.. what would our teachers think?"
"Yeah, Bruce... disappointing."
You add. Bruce tries to argue but gets another pillow thrown at him, by Anton this time.