"Go back… go back…
"Have a nice sleep… forget it all tomorrow…"
At midnight, that woman with long wavy hair walked out of the hotel. Instead of hailing a taxi, she just stumbled on along the street. Her eyes were lackluster and her face blank; she looked like someone in shock, but somehow knew where she was going and could tell the direction.
On any given day, her condition now had just made her a potential drunk rape victim.
"That chick was so hot, 80/100 at least."
"Totally! Gosh, that tight a*s. Her husband is so damn lucky!"
"Crap, why don't we have… hey, hey, there's a chick!"
Two young men appeared across the street, probably just finished bar-hopping somewhere and were babbling loudly. They were excited at the sight of the woman and went up to her eagerly.
"Miss, you all right?"
"Me? Teehee, I'm ok."
The woman looked at them and gave them a strange smile.
