Coach Hedge sat in his room, continuing with his favorite past time. Watching MMA fights.
He had taken many precautions. The demigods had been interrupting it all day, so he hung up a DO NOT DISTURB sign, locked the door, and barricaded it.
Just to be safe.
He had a bucket of popcorn, and his favorite soda right next to him.
The satyr sat down, covered himself in the blanket, and perfectly settled himself into the chair.
Nothing could ruin his moment. Except for the fact that he had dropped the remote. He bent over and tried to pick it up, but he couldn't without ruining his position.
Outside, some demigods were giggling.
"JASON!" Gleeson screamed.