Tap. Tap. Tap.
The echoing of hurried footsteps made by the tapping of high heels rang across the hall.
A seductive figure in red hustles through the long corridor of blue glowing lamps to arrive at a tightly closed door.
Pushing it open without any signs nor preparations, that scarlet figure ran in with excitement and rush. In hand is a small magazine with apparent tear and worn to the edges that shows the age of its existence. Words that weren't covered by long lithe fingers revealed, [Check this month's astrologies!] at the front.
"I got permission to use the repository." Entering with hasty steps, the woman in red quickly informed the man in green sitting in nervous wait. Unable to hide her excitement at this wonderful news, the seductive woman waved the magazine in hand towards the man in waiting.
