We both left his room. He went to work while I hid under the stairs waiting for Sadie. She eventually came, and she brought me clean pair of trousers straight from the dry cleaners. Sadie was confused about my current situation.
"How are you under the stairs, with no trousers?"
I could've told her the truth but I didn't, instead, I lied,
"I was on my period, so I got a call from one of the people in this suite around this area, a lady to be precise. She saw me, and she told me I was stained."
Okay, that was an easy lie. But it got more complicated when she asked me for my trousers. That was when I remembered it was still outside, on the ground floor, with my ID in it as well.
"Thank you, Sadie, I have to go." I quickly ran downstairs. I traced his room window so that I could find my trousers. Finally, I could see it from a distance. I sighed in relief.
