The apartment was dim and quiet, save for the flickering lights and occasional cheering sound coming from a football game on the oversized flatscreen. Empty beer cans littered the hardwood floor, and a half-eaten bag of chips slumped against the armrest of the expensive leather couch. On that couch, a man snored softly. He was broad-shouldered, unshaven, and still wearing yesterday's slacks.
*Click*
A sudden sound echoed through the air as the front door unlocked and opened. In stepped a beautiful woman clad in a sleek black suit. As she approached, her elegant heels clicked against the floor like the ticking of a countdown. Hip-length black hair framed her sharp, pale features, and mirrored shades shielded her eyes even though it was very early in the morning.
She took one look at the living room mess and sighed.
"Guild Master," she said firmly.
