I just want to point out that he shoveled himself into the small front pocket of the suitcase, not the like, actual part where clothes go. This is the pocket where you stick your magazines, or the cell phone charger you almost forgot. Crap, this reminds me, I need to charge my phone.
He is so surly when he looks at me.
"It's cozy as hell in here, lady, I don't care what you think. But that flash is starting to tick me off."
And just like that, he swats my face. Such a respectful little guy.