Muscular man

the muscular man on page, let´s see, 78."

You hear the woman on the other end flipping through some papers.
"Ah yes, that would be Nicholas. Do you want him shaven or unshaven?"

You pause and hold the phone away so she can´t hear your giggling like a madwoman. Then you continue.
"Nah, hair is fine. Just keep it short."

"Certianly, anything else?"

As you reach the last pages you see a huge asortment of clothing to chose from. It´s rather overwhelming.
"Ehm, I don´t know. Let him choose?"

"Alright Miss, he´ll be at your room in about 15 minutes."

The moment you hear her hang up you burst out laughing. You haven´t had a good laugh like this in a long time, perfect after "Boring as Hell Road".

You lie on your bed and continue to just laugh until it subsides but you´re still filled to the brim with glee.

Then you hear a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"

"Room Service."

Sounds like a man, nah, couldn´t be Nicholas. That was all a prank.
You open the door only to find a 190cm tall man standing there dressed in simple jeans and an unbottoned shirt. His sharp chin is covered in stubble. The hair on the sides and bakc of his head is cropped to near stubble as well, leaving only the top part of his hair to be back combed. His dark Brown hair helps intensify his near pale blue eyes. He´s looking at you much like a predator would its next meal, Very Hungrily...
"Is there a problem Miss?"

He moves to embrace you...