[ Other guests might put up a bigger fight over suddenly getting whisked from their suite to one of the honeywagons. Or at the very least, those with perfectly comfortable quarters might be a little displeased. These trailers were probably way nicer than the lower rank suites...
It doesn't really matter to Minato where he rests his head. If the resort wants to temporarily move him into one of the trailers, that's cool too. So here he is, napping away in his pajamas, except, there's someone in his shared trailer... shrieking? Ow.
He rolls over in his bed and blinks blearily at the screaming girl. Minato lets out a yawn, sits up, and pushes the covers off him to see what's up. Following her gaze reveals -- oh. Oh that's a person. That's a person with a chicken-head for a head.
Minato makes a thoughtful sound before sliding out of bed, meandering to the window and drawing the curtains shut. There. No more chicken-heads.
And then he's wandering back to his bed, sliding under the covers again to get more shut-eye. Good night. ]
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It doesn't really matter to Minato where he rests his head. If the resort wants to temporarily move him into one of the trailers, that's cool too. So here he is, napping away in his pajamas, except, there's someone in his shared trailer... shrieking? Ow.
He rolls over in his bed and blinks blearily at the screaming girl. Minato lets out a yawn, sits up, and pushes the covers off him to see what's up. Following her gaze reveals -- oh. Oh that's a person. That's a person with a chicken-head for a head.
Minato makes a thoughtful sound before sliding out of bed, meandering to the window and drawing the curtains shut. There. No more chicken-heads.
And then he's wandering back to his bed, sliding under the covers again to get more shut-eye. Good night. ]