I rush immediately towards the lobby and gulp for how many times as I am trying to check if the couple is just behind me. I blow an air, stressing myself more about what happened and lean on the nearest mirror for support. I even put the bags down on the floor, as if I regretted riding the elevator today.
What on Earth... aren't they ashamed?
While leaning on the wall, there are few people who looks at me weirdly but I ignored them and just breath hard to calm myself more.
How could these people be so wild even if there is other people with them? Or did they even notice that I am also inside the elevator, riding with them? I mean, what's the purpose of a hotel room if they are just going to do it in public place and encountered another person? Gosh. The secondhand embarrassment I've b
