Jerking awake, Carter was sent flailing from the bed by a bladder screaming obscenities in multiple languages. Pissing like a racehorse made him groan like a comic book villain, as always, having to pretty much work around the half-hard monster in his shorts.<br/><br/>"Last time I use this brand of sunscreen," he grumbled, unhappy with the oily slick on his skin. "Least I feel asleep on top of the covers."<br/><br/>Startled, he noted Leda in the bad, taken aback by his quick exit and smiled.<br/><br/>"Hey I remember you. Are you staying in this room? I can't seem to remember. Do you know where teh shower is?"<br/><br/>Without waiting for an answer, he wandered out, his shorts barely decent.