Dr. Gavin strutted towards the dorms, holding the crocs in one hand and his gym bag in the other. It wasn't because he was concerned about Dr. Rosie but because he suspected something else.
Standing in front of dorm room no.19, he hesitated before knocking. His hands stopped inches away from the door. He looked around to ensure that no one was in the lobby and opened his bag's zip.
"Ugghhh…" The tiny creature that had been encased inside groaned as he straightened his limbs and wiped all the sweat accumulated over the entire day.
Looking at the big yellow eyes that popped out of the bag, Dr. Gavin asked, "Did you hear what Morpheous said? Do you think I should…"
"Knock on the door, my Lord!"
"How do I know it's someone from Vanaheimr?"
"Talk in Ruskaki, my Lord!"
"Very well then!" And his knuckles tapped on the surface of the wooden frame that had been etched with the number 19.
