Ninth Hell Cabin; Alcove B1; Monday Evening
It had taken the better part of yesterday and today, but Bones had managed to sanitize his new living space. It really was unfair. He had hardly gotten a chance to settle in his dorm room and then he had to up and move somewhere else. And he hadn't even really settled in there. At least he had managed to get his hands on clothes that weren't his now ill-fitting Starfleet uniform. Turns out they took at sorts of money in this town.
With his alcove as clean as he was gonna get it, Bones settled back on his bed and wondered how weird his cabinmates would think he was if he went in and sanitized the bathroom. Sure they probably thought it was clean but there was a "normal person's clean" and a "paranoid McCoy clean". One involved about three more hours extra work than the other.
Maybe he'd wait to do it while they were all asleep.
[Open, sure]
With his alcove as clean as he was gonna get it, Bones settled back on his bed and wondered how weird his cabinmates would think he was if he went in and sanitized the bathroom. Sure they probably thought it was clean but there was a "normal person's clean" and a "paranoid McCoy clean". One involved about three more hours extra work than the other.
Maybe he'd wait to do it while they were all asleep.
[Open, sure]