Alex hadn't realized he had fallen asleep. 

Pushing his book aside and massaging his stiff neck with one hand, Alex looked down to check his watch. He groaned. He'd been out for nearly an hour! 

Grabbing his things, Alex hurried back to the reception desk, relieved to notice that it was blissfully line-free. 

Key card in hand, Alex made his way upwards to room 317. He barely took in the large space before his stomach growled. Checking the mini-fridge, Alex was disappointed to see that it was empty save for a can or two of pop. He needed something a lot more substantial than that- preferably something fried.

Slipping his wallet into his back pocket, Alex left the room in search of a place to eat.