Where did this little boy even come from?
Damien had barely stepped out of the elevator when a tiny hand suddenly grabbed onto his pants, tugging at them desperately. He looked down and saw a little boy staring up at him with big, round eyes, his face flushed red with urgency.
"Sir, please hurry up and take me there! I really can’t hold it anymore!" the little boy blurted out, hopping anxiously from one foot to the other.
Damien raised an eyebrow. This little guy is something else.
He sighed and responded in a calm but firm voice, "Alright, alright. I’ll take you there."
Just then, the elevator doors slid open with a soft ding. Without wasting a second, Damien bent down, scooped the boy into his arms, and quickly made his way toward the restroom.
The little boy clung onto Damien’s sh
