Hotel Standard

I walked over to the bathroom counter to check if things were being kept properly. A waffle hand towel was bunched up next to the soap dispenser, which would never pass at a proper hotel. I leaned in and pressed the rough cotton flat against the cool marble using both front hooves. Then I pushed the edges inward and rolled it into a neat, firm cylinder, tucking the end neatly underneath. Everything looks orderly now. I like spaces when they look ready for guests.