Room 215; Wednesday Afternoon

Feb 18, 2015 16:50

Last night, Travis had kissed more people in a few hours then he had in his previous decade and some change. He considered that a pretty damn good night. He'd been exhausted when he'd finally gone to his room but today, he'd woken up and felt exactly the same as he had before the party last night. He'd sighed and tried to go about his business.

Again, he'd ignored the cold and gone out for a nice, long session of skateboarding that left him sweaty and exhilarated but it hadn't completely scratched the itch that he (and everyone on the island) was feeling. Not that he'd thought that would solve the issue but he'd been hopeful.

He'd spent a long, long time in the shower, washing away the grime of skateboarding and just letting the cold water cool his body down. Once done, he'd walked back to his room with wet hair and just with the towel around his waist and went to open his door.

The knob didn't turn.

"Oh no." He tried it again and the knob still failed to turn. Locked. "Not fair!"

Not while he was like this! Not when he didn't know how to pick locks.

"Come on!"

He had no luck with clothes and this island.

[Open! I had one boy without a shirt, why not make it a duo?]

events: sex pollen, places: room 215

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