Scott finished off the beer and threw it against the wood heater, shattering the bottle.
He had to climb his way out of the sagging couch.
[color=Lime]" I gotta drain the lizard."[/color]
Belching, Scott exits back into the hallway, and swings open the door.
[color=Lime]"Definitely not the bathroom."[/color]
Closing the door, Scott opens the door to the Kitchen, and sees another door.
"[color=Lime]"Weird place for a bathroom to be?"[/color]
He opened the door to find a small walkthru to another door, [color=Lime]"Fuck man, I'll piss myself before finding a damn bathroom!"[/color]
Scott opens the door and much to his relief, he found the bathroom, and thank goodness he did, because his stomach rumbled.
[color=Lime]"Damn breakfast burrito and beer don't mix well."[/color]
He takes a seat on the cracked porcelain throne, before noticing there is no toilet paper, [color=Lime]"son of a...."[/color]