The unfamiliar hotel bed beneath you was soft as you laid back, trying to get comfortable, waiting for the midnight deadline given to you through Master Makarov, courtesy of the organizers of the Grand Magic Games. The rule emphasized all five members of each team must be in their hotel room’s by midnight, under threat of immediate disqualification.

Gajeel, Mirajane, Laxus, and ‘Mystogan’ were all waiting around as well, all with varying levels of unease or suspense on their faces. Every one of them hated waiting around. Especially for something like this.

“It’s just about midnight,” Gajeel spat out with irritation, sitting on the edge of one of the beds in the room, tapping his foot impatiently. Master Makarov’s insistence, along with the promise of getting to make Team A do whatever they wanted for a whole day was the whole reason he’d decided to participate.

“All we can do is wait and see.” Jellal, disguised as Mystogan, mumbled, leaning against the wall. The suspense made you want to tear the room apart in search for a clock, though honestly that probably wouldn’t help much.

“Let’s all not get worked up.” Mira, ever the reasonable one, put a gentle smile on her face, trying to it through some of the tension in the room. “The clearer our heads the better we’ll perform! The Master’s counting on us to do well so let’s not disappoint him!”