Flossie Wright washed her face.
Marcel Smith tagged along, washing his face beside her.
As a result, just as he had gotten his face wet, Flossie grabbed him by the collar and threw him out.
Despite being scorned, the determined Marcel persistently knocked on the door.
Flossie ignored him.
This kind of person doesn't have a sense of shame, and ignoring them is the best strategy.
Fortunately, the knocking soon ceased.
After cleaning up, Flossie tidied her hair and left the washroom.
Then...
There were two additional shadows in the room.
"Hey, just because I cursed a bit, you stay away from me..."
"Damn, I told you to pop it once, fine, twice, hell, you've pissed me off, now you can kick it..."
"Hey, don't aim for the face. I have to pick up chicks later..."
"Screw you and your ancestors!"
Marcel was screaming and yelling.
Looking over, Flossie was momentarily surprised, then her lips curved into a smile.
