The hand reached her lower back and Reidar immediately pulled it away, while his face turned red as a tomato.
"Fuck! If she wakes up it's the end for me!" he thought again, looking for the key on Gridd's other leg, whose pants didn't seem to have many pockets, but they had to hide the key somewhere.
Finally, after touching the girl's legs for several minutes, Reidar felt a small metal body under the palm of his hand and gently stuck his fingers in that pocket, pulling out the key one millimeter at a time, beginning to sweat with embarrassment and nervousness, increased by the fact that Gridd's body began to weigh.
After retrieving the key, he immediately walked to the door, opened it, and entered the room, resting the drunken girl on the bed, making sure not to wake her up.
All the alcohol he had drunk made him lose his head and the thought of sleeping on the floor made his muscles stiffen.
