Chace's dorm (welcome all)

chace's face was still red as he threw his bag on his bed and landed face down on the bed. Turning over, he was tired from the day. But his fear was playing in his memory. He had done so many things he normally didn't do today. Kicking his back at the wall, it hit and landed on the floor. Taking off his muscle shirt he laid down and looked at the ceiling thinking.