He was a gentleman. He wouldn’t just go barging into people’s room even though he was the one who gave her the room. He wasn’t a barbarian. But somehow he was disgusting.

“Yes” he heard from the inside. He took that as an invitation to enter.

She was on her bed still in the clothes from earlier. She looked up to him and was up on her feet. “What is it?” she sighed. Like she had better things to do.

“You know you’re being petty right?” he questioned to make sure that she knew she was wrong in this.

“If I’m being petty what would you call this?” she gestured...