They felt so bad, I felt so devastated, that I came to suppose that the best thing for me would be for me to stay locked in my room for the rest of the night, well, I didn't care, it's okay if that did, in the end and could end up accepting Matteo Salvatore's proposal to want to use room service.
So, when the receptionist gave me the copy of my room key, I thanked her, informed her that I was going to call the reception to make a room service order, and the girl accepted without any complaint, in fact, she even gave me a tender smile that I returned, she was the nicest girl I've ever met, and then I went to the elevator, I got back into the elevator, I pressed the button for the floor that corresponded to me to press, and the elevator began to ascend with me inside.
I have reached my room, and it was there just before entering, at the moment I opened the door, I was interrupted by someone when I felt that they had touched my shoulder.
