"Coming! Just a minute!" Hank called from behind the door and eventually made his way there and opened it up. Standing framed in the doorway was a college aged blue-furred 'Beast' of an individual sporting a pair of black cargo shorts and rather vibrant Hawaiian shirt. Noticing the flier in your hand... Hank offers a wide warm smile. "So you're here about the room? Come in, come in." Hank stepped back and let Jacob in. "My name is Hank by the way. And don't worry I don't bite."
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Note: I'm back after several months of RL Hell and Stress and a much needed break.
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