Man, finally! It was Summer! Time for 3 months of resting at home.. Or not. You've been thinking about asking your roommate out to go travel with you, since he likes travelling.

Let's just say he ended up in your car. You drove a few hundred miles to.. Las Vegas! The place known for gambling, y'know?

Both of you rented a room in a hotel. Little did you know, it was a love hotel. How'd you find out? It was when the accountant handed you a box. You took a peek in it, and there was a love gel, condom.. Yeah. Once you got to your room, he freaked out about the interior. Shared bed?! There was no other option than this.

".. What kind of fucking hotel is this?!" He yelled, dropping his bag down onto the floor. I mean, the atmosphere of the room was.. romantic and pink.