The Admin's Murder

Chapter 1

Sam stumbled through the empty halls of the hotel, or well somewhat empty. He had been with a friend, features dancing around their face the harder Sam looked at them. They were so nice to offer to bring Sam back to his room. He could barely walk straight but to him, he was doing everything right.

"Yor so prety" Sam complemented, stumbling over his feet and crashing onto the side of the guest walking him home. They stumbled back a step before letting out a small laugh, helping pull up Sam. They put his arm over one of their shoulders and helped walk him.

"Give me your room key" They asked, just joy behind their words as one of Sam's hands fumbled to find the keycard in his pants pocket. If it was hard for him to walk, it was harder for his finger to move around the key. It was like his pocket was water and his hand just sent it down farther. Finally, after maybe a minute or two, the card was placed in the hand of the stranger who just let out a small hum and pocketed it.

"I me gonna drink moreeee" Sam giggled, feet barely moving as the stranger helped move him. The stranger thought of picking him up but decided against it as they saw their spot.

The person had practically dragged the drunk and stumbling rabbit to the white out cove where there were meant to be soda dispensers but was instead empty expect for a drain on the floor and random pipes in the corner.

That would be the last thing Sam would see actually; a spinning white wall as his blood drained from his body onto the cold marble tiles. That and of course, the stranger who helped him get there; removing the previous white velvet gloves they wore that night and tossing it on the bloody floor. The already stained red fabric turned even more red as it drank up the blood that spilled from the rabbit's body.

Grian woke up to being shaken by his roommate; Parrot. He seemed frantic, scared even as he woke Grian up. That was odd for the other parrot.

"GRIAN. The police are HERE" He hissed, head turning to look at the door that connects the bedroom to the small living room and kitchen. He looked even younger than he did normally.

Then the words really sunk in. That and his growing headache which was not helped by the bright lights and the loud distant bagging of a door.

"What do you mean the police are here" Grian groaned, pushing himself to the edge of his bed to collect his glasses. Putting them on, he got a better look at Parrot who was now standing in front of him; his hair was a mess, and he was still in his pajamas.

"Like, they are at the door requesting us. Did you do something?" Parrot worriedly accused, backing up some spaces as Grian pushed off the bed. Grian had a few accounts with the police, came with being a younger admin who wanted to get into trouble, he honestly could give a fuck less what they wanted at this time in the morning.

"Parrot, please calm down. It can't be that bad..." Grian groaned, walking out the bedroom with Parrot a few steps behind him.

"I was about to go get some breakfast from downstairs because the free stuff is almost over, but there are police all through the hall and I kinda got nervous, so I returned here and now. AND NOW THERE AT OUR DOOR!?" Parrot worried and Grian groaned. He definitely drunk to much yesterday.

Actually...what happened yesterday? Actually, what time it is? Breakfast ends at ten in the morning usually.

Grian shrugged that off as he walked up to the door and opened it to see a very pissed off looking police officer. He was two heads taller than Grian with his arms crossed, but the avian could care less.

"How may I help you?" Grian spoke; voice still tainted with sleep as he rubbed at an eye as he leaned on the door frame. Behind him, he could hear Parrot trying to look intimidating or cool by fluffing up his wings.