It seemed like there was an argument going on in the next room. She initially tried to ignore it but after few more minutes, she couldn't take it anymore. Calling the reception, she lodged a stern complaint and waited for the noises to subside.
Even after fifteen minutes of waiting, there was no lowering in the decibel level. She got up from the bed in a huff and slipped a jacket over her night pyjamas. Stepping out of her room, she was taken aback at the tableau. A woman was ready to nearly throttle the daylight of a man, while the hotel staff looked on in frozen horror.
"Stop this nonsense right now. Even if you have no qualms about your privacy, try and respect that of others," she raised her voice authoritatively.
The woman looked at her curiously before giving a mirthless laugh, "if the noise is bothering you so much, stuff some cotton in your ears and go to bed, princess. This man is going to die at my hands tonight."
