Jason D. Black

As Jason drunk the last bit of his alcoholic drink. He left his dark room to enter the hallway. The cleaning lady had been here a few hours ago, so everything was still on it's place, and clean. He walked downstairs and enterd the great entrance hall. As he noticed that some new people were checking in, he walked outside of the great wooden door. As he walked over the street he took a cigaret and gently placed it on his mouth. Releasing cirkles of smoke out of his mouth while he was walking, was pure for his own entertainment. Because he didn't want that his mind would take him back to the days that he had to sleep on the streets. Like this, he could forget that fact and focus on something more happier.