The air smelled strange, a mix of fresh air blowing over his tiny body and that of rotting wood in a stagnant space. Like a place mostly lost to time. Mathew lay on his back, the little one hearing someone clearly moving around him as his senses came back to him. Like usual, he was naked. He could feel the wind from an open door blow over him as the dying bushes outside rustled in the wind.

The room's wallpaper had started to peel, and even from where he lay, he could see the bed was a mess. Sheets were torn up, with holes, burn-marks, and stains throughout. Only a single light seemed to work in the back corner of the room, and the cheap alarm clock next to the bed read 10:37. It looked like the grungiest, least expensive motel room he'd ever seen in his entire life.

It was oppressively hot outside, the door and window open with a breeze didn't do anything to help the room that was unsurprisingly devoid of an air conditioning unit. It looked like it had one at one time, but it was taken out long ago.

"Ugh..." He groaned, trying to sit up, his blue hair falling over his head as the poor soul who had this room moved about.

"Of course, of goddamn course."

A low feminine voice, almost a growl, thundered through the air from a side room. From Mat's position, he could only see a corner of what appeared to be a bathroom. The carpet tapered off to a grimy tile floor and what appeared to be the frosted glass door of a sliding shower. But he couldn't hear any water running nor see any steam rising into the already-steamy room.

"Of course the shower's not working," the voice said again, seemingly getting closer, along with some heavy, rhythmic tremors that could only be footsteps.

She stood over Mat, a towering, hulking shark woman, with purple coloring and white tiger stripes all over, a white front side, and short black hair, tossed to one side with purple highlights and sharp purple eyes.

She was also, save for a towel that wrapped around her sensitive areas, entirely nude, with a thin sheen of sweat coating her, an annoyed look on her face, clearly having prepared for a shower only to find it not working.

"Should've showered at the venue..." she muttered, her gaze dropping to the floor.

And almost immediately resting on Mat.