"Who's there?" I shouted as I wrapped a large white towel around my breast. My wet feet stormed out of the bathroom, carrying me as fast as they could while being careful not to slip on the floor.
"I'm coming!" I yelled once more, but the knocking persisted. I knew it wasn't Terran at the door; I could smell something familiar lingering through the door's gaps, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
When I got to the door, I turned on the key and unlocked it before pulling the door open wide.
"Hey?" I exclaimed, my brow furrowed in uncertainty as I glanced at the elderly woman in front of me. Margaret was the one. My lips were coated with a warm smile.
I was shocked to see her considering the fact that I never found the need to call for her because she was favoured by Terran and was also an elderly woman.