Post by Zach!~{Donavan} on Feb 22, 2007 19:53:16 GMT -5
DING! Donavan watched as the doors slowly opened before him. He lifted the bag he set down and walked into the hallway, wheeling a stack of luggage behind him. As he made his way down the hall he scanned the doorways looking for his number. This place was rather nice. Especially for a high school. Hopefully a classy place like this won't be too strict with noise and such. This silence was bothering him.
He stood in front of door and jiggled the handle. Locked. Makes sense. Once again he dropped his bag and fished around his pocket for the key. After the familiar click, he swung the door open. The inside was as nice as the outside. It seemed that this place could definately hold him and three others comfortably. After checking in the various rooms he decided to drop his stuff off in the one that seemed to have the most space.
After looking around the room he looked at the window at the beach. He couldn't wait to start having amazing parties there. Beach parties were hard to have in Missouri. He tossed his guitar case next to the couch and layed down. Comfortable. He didn't get to play his guitar the whole trip, but that hobby may have to wait for another one of his favorite past times. Napping. He put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. This shouldn't be too hard to get used to.
He stood in front of door and jiggled the handle. Locked. Makes sense. Once again he dropped his bag and fished around his pocket for the key. After the familiar click, he swung the door open. The inside was as nice as the outside. It seemed that this place could definately hold him and three others comfortably. After checking in the various rooms he decided to drop his stuff off in the one that seemed to have the most space.
After looking around the room he looked at the window at the beach. He couldn't wait to start having amazing parties there. Beach parties were hard to have in Missouri. He tossed his guitar case next to the couch and layed down. Comfortable. He didn't get to play his guitar the whole trip, but that hobby may have to wait for another one of his favorite past times. Napping. He put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. This shouldn't be too hard to get used to.
