Room 301
Inside a small motel room, a tall, grey-haired man is fixing his pants. He walks to the mirror next to the bathroom and takes out a small cologne, spraying it on his neck.
"Honey, could you be sweet and hand me the towel?" says someone else inside the bathroom.
The tall man picks up the towel that lies on the bed. He enters the bathroom, now filled with white steam from the hot water. He hands the towel to the person behind the shower curtain. "How many times do I have to tell you, don't call me honey!" says the man with an angry face.
The person behind the curtain accepts the towel. "Oh, come now. Why are you so upset over a pet name?" he says while wrapping his body with the white towel. He abruptly opens the curtain and says, "I call all my clients honey, anyway. You are not that special."
He pushes the tall man away and steps out of the bath. Then, he cleans the mirror from the steam. When the mirror becomes clear, he notices there is a bit of a trace of semen on the towel.
"Holy shit, Roy! This is not a clean towel!" he says angrily. He takes off the towel and throws it at the tall man's face, Roy. Now he is standing naked in front of Roy, placing his hands on his hips.
Roy catches the towel angrily and throws it to the floor. He glares at the naked man in front of him. Suddenly, he grabs the naked man's face and pushes him to the wall. "Don't you fucking dare to throw stuff at me! You piece of shit!" he shouts at the naked man's face, pointing his finger. The naked man hisses, feeling the pain on his head and his back. One of his hands tries to remove Roy's hand from his face, while the other tries to push Roy's body away.
Suddenly, there is a noise of someone opening the bedroom door. Both of them stop their quarrel and look at each other in silence. They begin to communicate with their eyes, asking if one of them has a clue at all.
One of Roy's hands reaches for the doorknob, but the naked guy stops him from opening the door. He throws a glare at Roy and shakes his head. Roy glares back at him and signals for the naked guy to move away with his head. The naked guy follows him meekly.
Roy opens the door slowly, trying not to make any noise. Sensing an opportunity, the person behind the door kicks it harder. The door hits Roy's head, and he screams, "Agh!" One of his hands covers his forehead. Roy takes one step back, and now the door is wide open.
"What the fuck is going on?" asked the blonde woman on the other side of the room. She looked distressed, arriving at the motel with messy hair, a big sweater, and dirty sweatpants. One of her hands is carrying a baseball bat, and the other hand is holding her phone. Her face shows disbelief—a shocked woman who just discovered her fiancé and his naked son inside a motel room.
"Claire?" asked Roy to the blonde woman. Claire takes a step back and raises the baseball bat, her eyes glaring fiercely at Roy. "Don't you dare to come any closer!" she warns. Roy raises his hands slowly into the air, signaling that he won't do any harm.
Claire looked around inside the room. The bed was messy, indicating it had already been used. There were some sex toys on the bed. Then she walked to the bedside and found a woman's clothes: a red skirt, a black crop top, and black boots next to it. She glanced at her phone, checking the image still showing on the screen, her fiancé kissing someone wearing the exact same clothes now lying on the floor. Then she looked up and noticed there was a check and gift box on the bedside.
The naked guy took the towel on the floor and quickly wrapped it around his hips. He slowly walked out of the bathroom and approached Claire. He touched her shoulder tenderly, but his movement scared her. In response, Claire swung the baseball bat hard and hit his head. The guy fainted right in front of her.
Claire dropped the baseball bat and covered her mouth with her hand. Her body dropped to the floor. Roy saw that as an opportunity. He immediately took his wallet and his jacket, then rushed out of the room.
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