He laughed. "Nice to meet your acquaintance." Spike turned away once more and headed down the hall. He looked down at his room key. "...1408..." He made a face and began the search for his room.
After several twists and turns, he finally made it to his room. He placed the key in the lock and turned. The door clicked and swung open. He stood in the doorway of the dark room. He looked both ways down the hall before stepping inside, having the door close behind him. He stood in the dark for a moment, before flipping the switch. The room lit up and he took another look around. He walked over to the mini bar and took a look inside, inspecting the selection one by one. He settled on the Jack Daniels and slammed the refrigerator door closed. He ripped off the cap and began to drink, collapsing on one of the king sized beds. He finished the small bottle and lay there for a moment staring at the ceiling.
He wiped his brow with his sleeve and took a final look at the four walls surrounding him. Spike sighed and stood up. He took off his olive drag combat jacket, threw it down on the bed, and tucked in his tight black t-shirt into his jeans. He grabbed his room key and walked out the door and back down to the lobby.