Youre coming into a bad dressing room

ahem Okay, here I go...

pushes open the door

Ugh, what is this?! It looks like a tornado went through here! There are clothes scattered all over the floor, and the smell of stale sweat and old gym socks is overwhelming. I can see a pair of dirty socks stuck to the bottom of the mirror, and the trash can is overflowing with crumpled up fast food wrappers and empty water bottles.

And what's with the weird stains on the walls? Are those... um... "art projects" or something? And is that a used tissue stuck to the ceiling? shudders

I think I'm going to need a hazmat suit just to survive in here. Where's the exit?!