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-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
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In the hushed corridors of Hotel Krat, a rare sense of tranquility settled over the once bustling establishment. The air was thick with a serene stillness, broken only by the occasional murmur of conversation or the soft rustle of pages turning. It was a welcome reprieve from the chaos and tumult that had plagued the City of Krat in the wake of the Puppet Frenzy—a moment of calm amidst the storm, where the residents could find solace and respite from the trials of their daily lives.
In the lobby, guests lounged in plush armchairs, lost in the pages of books or engrossed in quiet conversation with their companions. The gentle hum of chatter filled the air, creating a soothing backdrop to the tranquil scene unfolding before them.
Upstairs, in the guest rooms that lined the corridors, weary travelers found sanctuary from the outside world, sinking into the soft embrace of their beds as they sought refuge from the chaos that had engulfed the city. The faint glow of lamplight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, inviting glow over the rooms and bathing them in a soft, comforting embrace.
In the dining hall, the aroma of freshly prepared meals wafted through the air, tantalizing the senses and drawing guests from all corners of the hotel to partake in the feast laid out before them. Laughter and camaraderie filled the room as friends and strangers alike gathered around the tables, sharing stories and breaking bread together in a spirit of unity and goodwill.
And as the evening wore on, the quietude of Hotel Krat persisted, a testament to the resilience of its inhabitants in the face of adversity. For in this moment of peace and tranquility, amidst the hallowed halls of the hotel, they found a sanctuary—a place where they could set aside their fears and uncertainties, if only for a fleeting moment, and embrace the simple joys of life that bound them together as a community.
As the evening sun dipped low on the horizon, its soft golden rays bathed Hotel Krat in a warm, ethereal glow. Through the windows of the hotel, the fading light spilled into the interior, casting long shadows that danced across the walls like spectral dancers in a silent ballet.
The soft orange and golden hues of the sunset painted the corridors and common areas with a sense of serenity and tranquility, infusing the hotel with an aura of peace and contentment. The warm colors seemed to wrap around the guests and residents like a comforting blanket, enveloping them in a cocoon of warmth and security.
In the lobby, the fading light illuminated the intricate patterns of the Persian rugs that adorned the floor, casting intricate shadows that shifted and morphed with the changing angles of the sun. Guests lounged in the cozy armchairs, their faces bathed in the soft glow of the evening light as they savored the quiet beauty of the moment.
Upstairs, in the guest rooms, the warm colors of the sunset filtered through the curtains, painting the walls with a soft, golden hue. The gentle breeze rustled the curtains, causing them to sway gently in the breeze, and the faint scent of flowers drifted in through the open windows, carrying with it the promise of a tranquil evening ahead.
