Katerina
By the time I got back to the hotel, my head was spinning and my stomach was churning. I stumbled down the sidewalk until I reached the door to my room, then I fumbled with the key card until I got it to work.
As I tried to close the door, I felt it bounce back and focused my blurry eyes on an unfamiliar man. He had dull blue eyes and black hair shaggy hair that looked like it hadn’t been washed in a month.
Right away, I stammered, “G-go away! L-leave me alone!”
He tried to reach in and touch my face, as he smoothly murmured, “Why would I leave such a gorgeous woman alone? Let me in, and I’ll make sure you enjoy my company.”
For a guy who looked homeless, he was a smooth talker, but not smooth enough to worm his way into my room. Drunk or not.
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