(1:27-AM 6th of Noctiluna 237th Year)
As the night crept by, a woman wearing a slightly wrinkled button-down shirt and a long black pencil skirt could be seen sitting behind a large wooden counter.
Her eyes, deep black in color, struggled to see the details on her screen through her heavy eyelids. An attribute of her growing exhaustion.
"Ring!"
A familiar sound roused this woman from her sleep, her eyes shooting open in alertness as she sat up, the smell of cold fresheners wafting through her nostrils.
"Ring!"
The sound could be heard again, prompting the woman to pick up the ringing telephone on her table, her voice warm as she said. "Hello this is BB Hotels, how may I help you?"
There was a short silence on the other end, the only audible sound being the heavy breaths of a living organism until someone spoke. "I want a sandwich, it's room 306."
"Beep!"