ALPHA ANDREW
"Good morning, sir," the middle-aged man greeted me. His hand carried a lamp, as the power supply seemed to have blacked off.
"What do you want?" I asked him coldly. My eyes fixated on him, trying to see if he had come to spy on me. After all, the humans cannot be trusted.
"Nothing, sir. I just thought to bring this lamp to you as the hotel power supply and generator went off because of the heavy rainfall," he replied, his voice quivering as he trembled under my scrutiny.
"Leave. It's not needed," I dismissed him coldly, my voice chilling him and turning him on his heels.
"Alright, sir. But, how do you like our hotel? You can help us to run a free review to attract more customers," he paused to ask, and I knew that he was up to something.
"Next time," I dismissed him, st
