Today’s players:
Chester Brock (CB)
“Dirty” Frank Malone (DF)

A dark, sweltering room.

An unyielding, cold sweat.

-{Chester Brock sits at the edge of the bed, staring mindlessly at the beeping alarm clock on the television stand. His hands shake nervously as they cup his dismayed face, almost as if to hold back a scream of terror.}-

-{Chester’s hands frantically search the bare nightstand, looking for any clues to his whereabouts. He pulls open the drawer with force, revealing nothing but a mass-produced copy of the Bible. He slams the drawer shut and notices a small, pink matchbook laying half underneath the nightstand. He nearly flings himself to the floor to retrieve the object. His eyes squint in the darkness, focusing on the name scrawled across the box}-

-{The beeping from the alarm clock stops. Chester looks up at the diminutive figure standing next to it, the glow from the alarm’s red numbers illuminating the disgusted face of Dirty Frank.}-

-{Frank sighs; he knows how this conversation goes. He does it every day.}-

-{Frank throws his hands up as, predictably, Chester leaps out of bed in search of his pants. As he locates his jeans and stumbles back into bed while attempting to squeeze his legs in. Frank shakes his head and sits back down onto the other bed.}-

-{The light flicks on and Chester looks over; Frank is standing up again in between the beds with a look of sadness. His penis still exposed. Chester looks over to him, then away in disgust, before continuing to struggle with his pants.}-

-{Chester stops fiddling with his pants.}-

-{Chester turns his head toward Frank. His penis, however, is still out.}-

-{Frank walks over to the door and grabs the newspaper sitting half underneath the door. He walks back and throws the newspaper into Chester’s face. Chester looks down skeptically as his eyes survey the pages.}-

-{With a smile, Frank reaches into the suitcase next to his bed and holds it up for Chester to see.}-

-{The scene comes to and end.}-