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Here's the next chapter, it's more like a fictional author's note. This one's really sort because I wanted it to be a chapter to itself, but I didn't have much to put in it.
I'll put the next chapter up in about two days.
Too Together
The Room Pt.2
Tristan went back to the living to grab his stuff and drag it back to his room. The moment after he finished that task he grabbed the phone of the hook. He dialed the number for the front desk. A desk clerk answered the call.
"Hello, this is the customer service desk. How may I make your stay at The Triad better?" she asked in a friendly but rehearsed voice.
"Hi, yeah, I need a coffeemaker delivered to the penthouse suite by morning. Can you do that for me?" Tristan asked.
"Yes, sir that will be done. I'll arrange it personally," she said.
"Oh, and add in a bunch of different types of coffee. A whole bunch," he added.
"No problem, sir. Is that all?" she asked.
"Yeah, that's it for now. Thanks," answered Tristan.
"That's our goal here at The Triad," she said then hung up. Tristan also hung up and started to unpack his clothes. He finished unpacking and stripped to his boxers. He then got down on the floor of his room and did 100 sit-ups and was almost finished with his push-ups when he heard the first clap of thunder.
*I hope this is storm is a one-day thing. I really wanna go out some time this week. *
He finished up his push-ups and hopped into his bed and drifted off to sleep.
AN: Okay that's the end of this little one. It's on to the next in a couple days.