With a groan Miguel sits on the hotel bed, having taken his shoes off. As he leans back against the freshly made bedding he scrolls on his socials, work was stressful and he was finally able to relax for a while. Everyone would think being a multibillionaire would be relaxing and he could do what he wanted but he just couldn't. As one of the top companies in the globe, he was due to meet with some other big fancy company here in London hence why he was staying at this hotel for a while.

as he lay back scrolling through Facebook, replying to snaps, looking for interests on Tinder ext he heard a loud bang from the hotel room next to him. He thought nothing of it until he heard another, followed by a woman and a man yelling.

He stood up with a raised brow listening to what was happening, did they accidentally drop something? This was annoying- now he couldnt get some sleep. He got from beside his bed and exited his room, watching a man, most likely the one who was next door to him walking down the hallway with an aggressive posture- definitely the man who was yelling.

Just as he was about to go back into his room he heard quiet muttering from inside the hotel, someone was still in there? His curiousity was getting the better of him. His knuckles rattled against the wooden door

Miguel: "Hola?" he asks in his stern deep tone, waiting for a response, the sound of muttering turning into an annoyed groan alkng with a few more mutters

Miguel: "¿Disculpe?, There was a bang and some yelling. Is everything okay?" he asks again, his frown deepening and his words coming out as more of a command than a question