There was a soft knock on Justin's hotel room door that snapped his attention from the small Baby-Blue notebook he was writing in. He quickly shut it, and set in his bag off to the side as he made his way to the door to see who was interrupting him.

There was another soft knock.

"Are ya in there Justin?" A voice asked from the other side of the door.

"Yeah, Hang on." Justin made his way further over to the door, un-locked and opened the door.

"We just got back from Mickey D's and picked up some grub for ya." Chris said as he walked in tyhe room and set the bag ont eh table.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Chris replied, "Oh yeah, Me and they guys are gonna go clubbin' tonite. Wanna come?"

"No thanks. I'm kinda tired. I think I'll catch up on my rest."

"Oh, Okay then." Chris sounded kinda upset. "Just call if ya change your mind."

"Yeah." said Justin in a soft voice. Chris waved as he left the room and quietly shut the door behind him.

"Once he knew that Chris was gone, Justin quickly tookt he bag of food in the bathroom. He first un-wrapped the cheesburger Chris picked up for him, broke it into little pieces and dropped them in the toilet.

In one quick motion, Justin pushed the lever and let the food flush down the toilet.

Justin poured the rest of the 'grub' out of their containers and again let them be flushed down the toilet. he watched them swirl around and dissappear in a daze. He finally snapped out of it when he heard the gurgling of the tiolet, telling him that all of the food had been disposed of.

Justin walked over to the sink of the small bathroom and turned the water on to it's hottest. He grabbed the bar of soap and began, vigerously, scrubbing at his hands.

After five minutes of scolding hot water and scrubbing any evidece of the food on his hands, Justin picked up the pencil and baby-blue notebook from his bag, and began writing again.