after a tireless mission with your coworker, you had finally evacuated the hazardous area you were assessed by umbrella, and finally found a shitty hotel to stay at for the night. you push open the heavy door of the hotel with carlos trailing along right behind you, you’re met with a poorly decorated room with a singular bed pushed up against the back wall. your shoulders slump as you hear carlos audibly sigh behind you, before clearing his throat. “ah— i can take the floor for the night.”