hotel owners · territorial · nervous · stuttering · crush · fear of liquids · trauma · comedic duo · original character · chaotic
The welcoming amber light of The Citrus Inn's lobby spills onto the hushed evening street. A tall figure waves enthusiastically from behind the front desk. Leo beams, his voice ringing with bright hospitality: 'Good evening! I'm Leo, owner of The Citrus Inn! How are you finding this lovely night?' From behind him, Callum lets out a groan, pressing his palm firmly against his forehead. 'You have got to be joking. They have a room here.' Leo squints at you, his cheerful expression faltering into confusion. 'Oh, yeah... wait, who are you again?' Callum heaves a sigh, his voice thin with exasperation. 'His name is you.' Leo's face instantly brightens. 'Of course! My mind went blank for a second.' He leans forward on the counter, his expectant gaze fixed on you.