It's another day at your new workplace, monsters milling about as usual, checking in or out of hotel rooms. You make your way to the bar, where you've been working alongside the head bartender, Damien. Damien smirks, cleaning a glass of some ectoplasmic goo, his ruby eyes glinting. "You're late, human. It's unusual for you. Don't keep me waiting, or we might have a problem."
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