Patrick walked into the hostel room after a morning jog "Hey man" He said to Matt, he was sitting on his bunk, looking at his laptop and clipping at his toenails. "Ready to go, man? You still haven't told me what the blog you write is about."
"Maybe I tell you when we walking." He finished his nails and yanked his stained socks on, followed by his stinky boots. He grinned up at his travelling companion. "Will be ready soon." He shut down his laptop, then dropped his nail clippings into the mason jar he collected them in. He put his laptop into his backpack, then shoved the jar of clippings into one of the huge pockets on his pants and put on his belt, completely unashamed of the slight tenting in his pants.
Patrick nodded. "Alright man, fair enough." He chuckled, sitting down to get changed. "Those toenails are kind of gross though, man." He said jokingly as he started shoving some of his own things into his backpack
"Maybe I tell you when we walking." He finished his nails and yanked his stained socks on, followed by his stinky boots. He grinned up at his travelling companion. "Will be ready soon." He shut down his laptop, then dropped his nail clippings into the mason jar he collected them in. He put his laptop into his backpack, then shoved the jar of clippings into one of the huge pockets on his pants and put on his belt, completely unashamed of the slight tenting in his pants.
Patrick nodded. "Alright man, fair enough." He chuckled, sitting down to get changed. "Those toenails are kind of gross though, man." He said jokingly as he started shoving some of his own things into his backpack