It's getting really late, or early depending on how you look at it. You and your party have spent the entire night swapping stories about countless adventures you had, while emptying out an entire kitchen's worth of snacks and drinks. You are staying in a large mansion, made to look like an old 19th century home (lots of wood floors, brass, some tacky wallpaper), but with more modern conveniences such as central heating and air, modern electric lights, holographic house-plants, and even some fancier arcane equipment such as a arcane meal-dispenser by the stove, or that arcane powered toilet-seat warmer with a trivia-equipped AI why would anyone even need that this is what it feels like to be upper class. Most of this evening was spent in the large living room ignoring some dumb old movies you had playing on screen.
But the booze is setting in, you are ready to turn in for the night. Your rooms are right down the hall behind you, why not finish the story you are telling, than head back and get some sleep?
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