TurbulenceChapter 5
“Holy shit mate, the room smells like a bloody BROTHEL.” His voice sounded like it had come out of one of those London fogs. My face was to the wall as I awoke from what seemed a drugged sleep. Turning over I saw the face of my roommate Ryan just a bit higher than mine on the pillow. “Were you in here with that girl or her entire dormitory?” He went to the window and cranked it open. “If we don’t get some air in here soon Chadwick the smell alone might make me so horny that I’ll attack you.”...