He sat, waiting. Nervously, he glanced around the room. Another hotel, chosen for its vagueness, and its un-remarkability. It was cheap, and yet sufficient; A bed, a desk, a small room with a shower. The carpet was a faded blue, the walls an old cream. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his fingers rested on the stale fabric of the quilt. Silence, and yet more silence. His heart hammered. His head full of doubts and fears. W...

Matt sat on the chair in the small hotel room they'd booked for the afternoon's activities. Questions and doubts filled his mind. Uncertainties seemed to assault him from every angle. His mind filled with questions of 'what if?' What if this was a mistake? What if no one showed? What if it was a disaster? What if...he sighed, the sound loud in the empty room. He'd arrived early, too early he felt. He'd text the room numbe...