There was a loud banging on the room next door. The heavy suitcase being slammed on the floor, shoes making a clattering sound, obviously from an impatient owner. Rick stirred in the bed, pulling the sheets over his head, although it did nothing to drown the noise he could hear. He had no energy to get up and shut the occupant next door; moreover, he was not in his own home.
After a few minutes of ungodly annoyance, the next door room became quiet. Unfortunately for Rick, his sleepiness also evaded him. He was still feeling spent but he’s too wide awake to go back to sleep. Hence, he gave up and stood up. His sweatpants and his t-shirt were all wrinkly so he started brushing them with his palms in a poor attempt to straighten the fabric. While he was doing so, a silent creak echoed in the
