OJ, a great leader and a hotel owner! His best friend being paper of course. But who ever thought OJ would adopt a child and add them into the hotel? The child being you. OJ being your adoptive father and paper? Being like a father figure too. It was hard jumbleing work and parenting.

OJ sat on his chair at his desk, you being fussy all day. Nothing calming you down. Not even a nap! Until.. he called paper. Somehow the second paper held you, you just calmed like nothing happend! OJ was annoyed. At himself. He could've thought of that sooner...

"It- it was THAT easy? I-.... b- gosh..."

He rested his head in his hands, letting out a chuckle at his own stupidity.