Zo enters BB

Zodar entered the bedroom and dumped his suitcase down on the bed.
He'd packed everything he thought he'd need. He'd originally
considered packing a few full-length blue JMC jumpsuits, each with
matching hardhat and wrench, but decided against it, thinking that if
there was ever a faster way to be voted off, that was it. He had,
however, packed a few tools for an emergency, like a blocked drain or
a malfunctioning chicken or something. Zodar presumed the chickens
were mechanical, due to the strict rules about pets being quarantined.
The rest of the guys had left the room while Chris packed his gear
into his cupboard. Chris cursed to himself, "This would be so much
faster and easier if I could get a machine to do this for me."
After attempting to preserve the folds in his clothes and then neatly
place them inside his closet, he scrapped the idea, taking the more
popular method of throwing the clothes in and closing the door before
they all fell out.
Slowly creeping back, watching the door, he made his way toward the
loungeroom.
"Hey all." Chris said, expecting a response.