After a while, Rudy heard the sound of the cubicle unlocking and footsteps approaching him.
However, instead of walking by, the footsteps stopped in front of Rudy's cubicle.
"What's wrong?" the woman asked.
"This cubicle… it was open when we came here…" the man uttered.
"Maybe it's because of the wind or something?" the woman wondered. "Who cares? Let's go before my cuck husband gets suspicious again."
"No, let me check the cubicle."
The man tried to open the door, but of course, it was locked from the inside.
"It's locked from the inside! Someone is inside!" the man whispered violently at the woman.
He climbed up to see who was inside, but much to his surprise, it was empty.
"..."
The woman pulled the man's leg and asked, "Who is in there?"
"No one. It's empty," the man answered with a puzzled look on his face. "But… how is it locked from the inside then?"
They both left the washroom.
After a few seconds, Rudy teleported back.
