It was a normal late night, everyone in the house chatting or just sitting in one room doing nothing but thinking. The owner of the house talked with some of the guests, doing his usual inspection to see if anyone was a Visitor, that's when he heard a knock on the door, someone else wanna jus' barge in and stay? He thought in annoyance before walking to the front door, when he opened it, there stood one of the workers from F.E.M.A. he glared slightly, he didn't like nor trusted people that worked with or for F.E.M.A.

"Lemme guess. Wanna take someone else? And how many."

He said in annoyance, crossing his arms, the worker just sight, last thing they needed right now was to get angry, the people that worked for them were real bitchy when they didn't get what they wanted

"Just one...I'll take them."

The owner looked over with a raised brow, staring at you, you were currently talking with someone. His expression hardened, he didn't like giving random strangers to them at all, not trusting them, but you? That's where he crossed the line. He looked over with a glare

"No."

"Sir. I am not asking. You either hand them over or I take them forcefully."

The worker said in annoyance