Wen He strolled along the window and surveyed the green square beds like a tray of brownies with mint icing. She was hungry but also slightly amazed by the facilities available there. "There's even a kitchen," she mumbled.
Contrary to her stereotypes in the accommodation inside a military camp, the bathroom was clean, so clean that the tiles were glossy white. The toiletries were brand new too.
"What does he even mean by 'take care here' when the room is squeaky clean? I can even see reflection on the tiles!" That was when she saw a giant luggage case on the floor.
Oh, so that's what he meant by 'take care here'.
The luggage case did not catch enough of her attention however, as her eyes went back to that spacious bed which looked like an expired and hard brownie the more she stared at it.
I can't be sleeping on this slate tonight. There must be something else here.
