On my way up the express elevator, I was startled when the doors opened to show a group of various men standing before the door, chatting about and not noticing me at all. I quickly came to my senses and hurried out of the elevator while holding tightly to the order from the café so as to not spill it. They were men, young and old, dressed in suits with smart appearances that gave them the air of being businessmen. They were also going on about whatever I didn't understand as they entered the elevator and it closed to make their voices die down.
My hands were shaking as I had almost dropped the order, but I managed to calm myself down. It was until I heaved a sigh and looked down that I noticed that I had spilled some of the drink onto my top. I started to panic and felt rushed to find th
