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Chapter 5 by claustrophobia claustrophobia

Who answers?

A man's voice calls out, "Room service."

"I didn't order room service," called out Taylor, her voice whiny.

"It's champagne," came the response through the closed door. "Your manager told us to send it up."

"Oh. Well, okay." Champagne sounded nice, thought Taylor. She hoped it was sweet and not too dry. She liked sweet things.

What's next?

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