<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/66/89/23/668923dc5543052f27c8b646004555ba.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marco Gutierrez<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Bartender<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>December 1st | ~7 pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room 6<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><--- That is about right.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Closed<strong>Mentioned:</strong>Charlie<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Well....Hello, there.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He glanced back at the sound of the voice behind him, and a smile sprang to his lips.  "Charlie!  Damn, if I'd have have known<em>you</em>were my roommate, I'd have been waiting for you to arrive with a rose in my mouth sprawled all come-hither-like across your bed."  He winked at her and turned back to his luggage, only after a slow and appreciative perusal of her bikini-clad body.  He tossed the green boxer-briefs he'd been holding onto the pile of clothes already occupying the middle of his bed and shrugged a little.  "Nah, I'm just unpacking.  Wait, is this not how you're supposed to do it?  I'v always just thrown all my shit on the bed and then crammed it into drawers.  It's not like it's gonna wrinkle."<br/><br/>He finally emptied the duffel and carried it over to the closet to cram on the over-head shelf, before returning to his bed and sitting on the edge.  His attention returned to her and he grinned, leaning back on his hands as he allowed himself a second full-body scan.  "Damn, woman.  Please tell me you sleep in the nude.  It was my Christmas wish this year, and I'm hoping I've been a good enough boy to get my present a little earlier than expected."  He arched a brow and looked up at her face, smile widening a bit.