Today I thought I'd share something from a work I started this week for an anthology call. It features Norse gods, tricks, and unexpected romance. I expect to complete a rough first draft by the end of the month.
In this scene, Sverrir prepares to infiltrate the hotel when an architect is staying, in order to foil the man's plans.
Once dressed, I opened my suitcase and packed several additional hotel-inspired costumes, to cover all the bases. I didn't bother with toiletries; a place like this would supply the basics. However, I did throw in the packet of condoms from the bedside table, along with a new tube of lube. (You never knew when you might need those, and my motto was to always be prepared.) Then I was ready to depart.