Prolouge
"Been Too Damn Long"
I stood behind the front desk of Hotel Dusk in the same position I was around four hours ago. I'd nodded off a few times, nearly slamming my head into the desk. The only life around the place was the occasional visit from the guests upstairs, whining for towels or some other crap that I'd done already, or Rosa, cleaning up the micro-layer of dust that sat on the furniture in the main room. Louis would sometimes saunter by, before I gave him shit about work he was supposed to be doing, then he'd run off. I sighed, ready to go and get myself a beer from the fridge in my room, when I heard the door open. At first, I didn't recognize the man who came in, but when he walked up to the front desk, a red flag went up.
"Well, I'll be."
"Hey Dunning. Any rooms avalible?"
"For you, hell yeah." I chuckled as I searched the key rack. Room 215. I handed him the key and grinned. "Wish. Just like old times."
He nodded, giving me a quick smile while he signed his name on the sheet of paper and put fifty bucks on the desk. He grabbed a handle on his bag and started walking away, when I leaned forward.
"Been too damn long, Hyde."
Kyle stopped in his tracks, turned to look at me, and nodded.
A/N: This idea blossomed from a comic idea I wanted to do. Might as well write it out as I go, eh?