Looking Through The Peephole

The gate locked, blocking the view of Levian from her eyes.

“Why did I do that? Damn!” Sherry fisted the air above her- in an attempt to fight the embarrassment she was facing for everything she had done in the past few hours.

Her mind wandered back to how she had perversely grabbed Levian’s butt and even dared to act spoilt when he confronted her about it. Thinking back about it, she really did look like a kid.

“Can’t cry over the spilled milk, now can I?” Sherry sighed as she walked up the stairs. Since her room was on the third floor, she did not take the elevator, or rather she did not want to take the elevator that particular night.

With various thoughts still running amok in her mind, she reached her room. Looking at the familiar door, a smile appeared on her face. There was a keypad on the door. She entered the passcode to her room.

With a clicking sound, the door was unlocked.

“Home, sweet home!”