Sam: ohh . . Ok
max: -he goes to sit beside Sam-
Damien sighs
Damien:...alright...how much for one?
???: 10 dollars
Damien looks in his bag at something and sighs
Damien:...alright, we'll take one...
Sam: :|
Damien glares at Sam
Damien: You got a problem with that?
Sam: no?
Damien: Good.
He slaps a 10 down on the table. The guy takes it and hands him a key
Damien:...alright, let's go
Sam: i- ok -he follows damien-
Damien walks to one of the rooms and opens the door
Damien:...it's actually not that bad...
Sam: -he looks over your shoulder- what's it like??
It's small and kinda dusty, but it does actually look clean
