After hanging up the phone, Britney went to the restroom and came out after changing her necessities.
The scene in front of her made Britney pause in her actions of tidying her light hair, and something heavy blocked her heart, causing her breath to slow down for a second.
In the dim light, not far away, a man and a woman leaned against the wall, appearing ambiguous.
From Britney's perspective, it seemed like they were kissing.
Her luck was so good that she could go buy the lottery!
Should she go forward? Or should she run away?
"Manuel..." Nylah Jefferson slurred, attempting to kiss his lips.
"Don't be like this!" Manuel pushed her away, keeping a safe distance, his thin red lips pursed into a straight line. He knew Nylah had an excellent tolerance for alcohol and it was impossible
