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The Unforseen Leaver
Story #5 from “The Gents And I”
This was yet another day where I was staring at this white door.
In a way supposedly familiar to many living beings, I was peacefully darkening a previously pristine porcelain. Peacefully as, this time, I didn’t encounter any uncommon creatures on the way.
No monster, no bull, not even a hamster.
After business was done, I smiled and I thought to myself.
I’m glad nothing happened this time. I finally, fi-na-lly had a trip to the gents that was non nerve-wracking.
I stood up and proceeded with the usual security check. After a good minute of examination, I proclaimed that no artefact was left on the site, and that it was safe to leave.
I pulled the stall’s door, exited it, and turned left. For a split second, I met a newcomer’s eye, passed him, and understood that he would soon penetrate what happened to be my stall.
I felt content. I remembered how thorough my security check was, so I felt content about myself.
I headed towards all the lined up sinks and chose the first one. As cold water on my hands is not my favourite, I set the temperature to warm and opened the faucet.
