Eli's stomach growled with hunger, and he couldn't take the cold anymore. He looked around, trying to come up with a new plan. That's when he spotted the roof of the nightclub.
Without hesitation, Eli sprinted towards the wall, using his agility and quick reflexes to scale the surface. He dug his fingers into the brick, finding holds where none seemed to exist. His feet pushed off the wall, propelling him upward with a strength that belied his lean frame.
In a matter of seconds, Eli reached the roof, his movements fluid and precise. He landed softly on the rooftop, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger.
With a swift kick, Eli created a hole in the rooftop, just large enough for him to slip through. He dropped down into the darkness, his senses on high alert.
As he landed on the floor, Eli realized that he was in a rather...unfortunate location. The smell of disinfectant and stale air filled his nostrils, and the sound of flushing toilets echoed through the space.
Eli's eyes adjusted to the dim light, and he saw that he was in the nightclub's toilet. He let out a sigh, shaking his head.
"Well, that's just great," he muttered to himself. "I sneak into a nightclub, and I end up in the bathroom. Just my luck."
As Eli looked around, he realized that he was standing in front of a row of stalls, each one adorned with a pair of high heels and a designer handbag. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and hairspray.
Eli's eyes widened in horror as he read the sign on the wall: "Ladies' Powder Room".
He let out a groan, covering his face with his hands. "Of course," he muttered to himself. "I sneak into a nightclub, and I end up in the ladies' toilet. This is just perfect."
Just then, the door to the toilet burst open, and a group of glamorous women stumbled in, laughing and chattering. They stopped dead in their tracks, staring at Eli in shock.
One of them let out a shriek. "What is a boy doing in the ladies' toilet?!"
Eli held up his hands, trying to placate them. "I can explain! I was just... uh... looking for the... uh... men's toilet?"
The women looked at each other, clearly unconvinced. One of them stepped forward, her eyes blazing with indignation.
"You're not fooling anyone, young man. You're going to have to leave. Now."
Eli nodded hastily, backing away from the women. "Yes, yes, of course. I'll just... uh... go now."
As he turned to make a hasty exit, Eli's feet got tangled in a pair of high heels that had been left on the floor. He let out a yelp as he stumbled, landing on his backside with a thud.
The women burst out laughing, pointing at Eli as he struggled to get to his feet.
"This is just getting better and better," one of them chuckled.
Eli's face turned bright red with embarrassment as he scrambled to get out of the ladies' toilet.