"Boss, we've got a captive."

Sehun looks up from his computer games to look up at Suho questioningly.

"...Did I order for that?" Sehun racks his brain to try and remember past his three straight hours of gaming.

"No, but we found him loitering around the area," Suho explained. "He had a friend with him, but he got away."

"Oh, well in  that case, throw him in the dungeon," Sehun ordered, already getting distracted by his avatar being attacked in his game.

"Uh, Boss? You don't have a dungeon anymore. You had it renovated into a dance and clubbing room, remember?" That pulled back Sehun's attention just as he was reaching for his mouse again.

"What?" He faintly recalled doing something like that. "Then just put him into a guest room or something."

"B-but Boss! We can't just-"

"Crap!" Sehun growled in frustration as he saw his avatar on the computer screen die. He turned back to his game, fingers furiously pressing down keys, his distressed gang member forgotten.