25. Do You Have A Boyfriend?

DIANE

When I finally reach the end of the stairs, I find myself standing at the beginning of a long corridor lit with bright white and orange lights, and a thick mosaic decorated rug lining the path all the way to where it ends at the extreme.

I am still feeling quite drowsy and weak in the knees. My vision is no longer that blurry, but I am also still pressed with the intense urge to pee.

Immediately, I bang on the first door to my left.

“Go away!” A loud female voice followed by a muffled deep moan greets my intrudence.

Oops……

I step away from the door and knock on the next one. Another ‘go away!’ response is shouted back at me from inside the room.

Damn it!

I walk away from the door and proceed to other doors, knocking and disappointedly getting the same negative responses;

“Go away!—”

“Fuck off!—”

“Stop following me!—”

Gosh, at this pathetic rate, I am going to pee on myself!

There are about four to six remaining doors on my left that I haven't checked out yet. I hurry