‘What’s wrong, Big brother? Why are you standing outside? Ugh, it’s occupied. Why don’t you use another one? The urinal bowl is on the other side if you want to pee. Hold on! Why would you use this common washroom? The royal suite is ready. Do you want me to go check on it?” I heard another man’s rambling, adding up more to my miseries as I clutched the doorknob tightly, the heartbeats escalating.
‘I heard a woman’s voice, Abner. There is a lady in here.’ I heard the voice getting louder. Perchance, the men were standing closer than before.
‘A lady?’
‘Yes, a lady!’
‘Are you sure, Big Brother? Why would a lady use men’s washroom unless she has…ugh…you know? I think, you might have mistaken. There couldn’t be a lady.’ The second voice mocked but I could hear a sense of curiosity and
