It was early in the morning and the sun was shining brightly above the hotel. OJ woke up first thing in the morning when he saw that rooms were empty and furniture was contaminated and knocked down, OJ felt like panicking.
"OJ, what is going on with your service?!" Paintbrush asked.
OJ chuckled and gave them a little back on the back. "Oh, it's nothing! it's going fine, just fine!"
Paintbrush griped in anger. They took a step back from OJ and picked up their suitcase that was laying on the floor, "If you aren't fixing this then I might as well leave." they said before turning to their backs and exiting out of the hotel, following the line of other objects.
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"Fine then. LEAVE!"
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HOTEL MANAGER IN ME. (II STORY)
FanfictionSometimes money is always the answer to OJ. You'd spend it on something you like and you'd earn it it's all yours. But it's all gone, so he decided to maybe take a turning position and drop the hotel manager in him. TW/CW Gore Heavy Language Suicid...
