The new pad

Panos shook his head as he remembered Carol's words.

'That chick is a trip' he said out loud to himself.

He tossed his duffel bag onto the over stuffed king sized bed. It bounced and rolled a bit to the right side. The black bag blended in almost perfectly with the black comforter, only its blue stripes glaring off of the silk bedding like road markers.

He grinned to his image in the ceiling miror.

Nice pad, if i do say so myself.

Unpacking Panos grabbed a clean tight fitting black tank top and a less greasy set of khaki's. He wandered to the room that contained his new shower stahl. He laughed as he tossed his dirty clothes to the ground and stepped behind the glass door of the shower. It time to start fresh.