You can't handle a shared room.

You politely decline.

"Sorry. I know I don't like girls, but I can't trust your wandering eyes, hm?" You try to smirk coyly at her.

She giggles.

"Oh. All right! Be that way. I'll meet up with you at the pool then."

You watch as she proceeds back to the woman's changing room, and you push your way into the men's. It's completely empty inside. You begin to undress and redress into your swimming trunks, and you take a deep breath, knowing full well the situation you're once again going to enter.