Espy in San Antonio...

stuck with people he doesn't really enjoy.

Espy was sitting in a cold but fancy, hotel room in San Antonio. he felt like s**t and wanted to have a glass of wine or some sort of liquor in his drink. he was watching his co workers, who were sitting not even 10 feet from him, giggling and laughing at gay porn on the internet. they whispered about it secretly while glancing at him to make sure he dint know what was going on.
Espy was feeling very annoyed by this. he knew they were doing it cause of his age. he was 20. the youngest of the bunch. this whole day with them has been nothing but stale sex jokes. he also found this annoying. he felt the best way to respond to this was to be silent and keep his eyes on other things. he was sure because of this his co workers disliked his company and were wondering why the hell he was there with them at all in the first place. espy was never this silent, they didn't know why other than he just was.
"i didn't come here to make friends with them," he thought to himself, "just another stab at another new city."
espy wanted a smoke. he was about to go outside to bum one. his co workers found him disgusting for wanting to smoke. but he didn't care. he just wanted to drink, smoke, and wander this city. he wasn't there to make friends. not when a city was to be watched.