Part 1 Again, sorry about the lack of formatting.
I stood up from the bed and rummaged once again through my suitcase. I needed my pyjamas and toiletries, I was going to have a shower after that session. I changed back into my clothes and made my way to the girl’s bathroom the receptionist pointed out on the map. Down the stairs, down the hallway, up some stairs and to the left. It wasn’t that far of a walk, but I could see how this might be a bit of an inconvenience. I opened the bathroom door and heard the showers running. Looked to be three shower stalls, and all of them were in use. Perfect. I stood for a moment, wondering if I could pull off being covered in my own wet for the rest of the day, and decided that just was not going to happen. If I met up with the handsome stranger again, I’d at east want to smell nice. So I made my way out of the bathroom and did something I was not sure I’d ever do. I walk to the boy’s bathroom. Low and behold only one shower was running. I made my way to the stall at the end and placed my clothes and towels on the nearest bench. It wasn’t so bad in here, at least it was clean. I looked over to the used stall and could just make out a male figure through the silhouette.