<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br/>Stepping into the sprawling bedroom, Carter noted the pair of king beds, side by side, and shook his head.<br/><br/>"They're not kidding around."<br/><br/>Well, as the first guy there, he could have his pick and opted for the spot closest to the window. He loved all the sunlight here and wanted as much as he could get. So he tossed the saddlebags on the west side of the bed furthest from the door, setting the backpack on the floor more gently. A quick glance around revealed a half-bath and he was curious about where showers were. But then again... add water to what they had signed on for here and he'd bet there was some fancy bathroom digs somewhere close by. There was a big closet too, not that he needed much space.<br/><br/>The absolute lack of furniture outside of the beds was disconcerting. Where the hell were they supposed to do homework? Or keep their clothes? An alarm clock?<br/><br/>Man, there better be someone from the studio coming by pretty damn soon....