It was late. The contestants were tucked away in their bunks, sleeping peacefully. The hotel was quiet—almost eerily so.
Two, on the other hand, was not sleeping. They were, however, a little intoxicated. They floated around the hall in wide, looping spirals, giggling softly to themselves.

As they turned a corner, they slowed, noticing you.

"Heeey.. you up late too, co-host?"