<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/0c/2a/09/0c2a0955968d4239742ebb244dfcc88c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Theseus Rockford<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Second day, evening, before dinner<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Checking into his room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robyn<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Well, that esclated quickly (http://s2.quickmeme.com/img/5b/5b7e0fdd39178dc8d4148618607fc96fb8908a1ea62c04119630f50f349c4ce1.jpg)<hr/><br/>Still in the process of unpacking, Theo thought he had found a drawer he could claim before he was proven incorrect. The sudden arrival of the young woman, assuming from what he had seen in the other drawers, was a pleasant albeit sudden distraction. The blur of activity that followed piqued his interest. He disregarded the fact she had almost caught his fingers in the drawer and her temperament, even if it was was fair considering their circumstances. Theo simply looked at the young woman and smiled. “Greetings, I am Theseus Rockford, we are either overbooked or this was all set up by George, that man does enjoy a good joke now and then..” He greeted nonchalantly, his interest returning to the forbidden drawer she had closed.<br/><br/><br/>“Now, who might you be? If we are expected to share a bed, I would at least like to know your name. Unless you will be content on the floor at my bedside.” He teased subtly, as he hooked a finger around the drawer handle and slowly slid it open to look inside. His eyebrow perked before he was able to turn his head towards her once more. “Now I am almost certain this is no mere coincidence, Ms…” He trailed off, expecting her to fill in, it was the least she could do after he caught a glimpse of her neatly organized drawer with the fox tail butt plug as the main centerpiece.