Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131102172324/@comment-11245963-20131204022447

Wallace swiped the keycard quickly, unlocking the door to his hotel room. The inside of it was rather spartan, with a drab paint scheme and few amenities inside. A glass door led out to a balcony with a few chairs lying about.

He threw the suitcase onto the bed, slamming the door behind him, proceeding to stumble towards the suitcase. The suitcase bust open with ease, practically stuffed to the brim with miscellaneous clothing like a prize animal, hung up for display in some hunter's living room.

It was then that it occurred to him that he had packed for everything except for a hot springs trip, for the suitcase contained shirts, pants, belts, ties, towels, but not a single pair of swimming trunks was in sight. Somewhat embarrassed, he threw on a shirt and a pair of ball shorts as a substitute, and proceeded to the male springs, where he took a seat by the springs and stuffed earbuds into his ears, cranking the volume up.