Gabriela reaches the lobby

The elevator doors opened with a heavy ding. A trio of young Japanese tourists waved goodbye to Hannah and snickered after taking one last look at Gabriela. The naked woman had somehow found the courage to stand up. Her knees were bent, feet pointing inward, and her hands had a firm lock on her breasts. A small coat of sweat gave her olive skin a shiny glint, almost as if she was exiting a sauna.

“Goodbye dignity, it was nice knowing you…” They were back at the lobby, having ridden the elevator to the top and down. Sometimes, they even went back and forth between a couple of floors. They had managed to make quite a few friends in the little voyage. “Did you have to recommend our channel to every single person that came inside?”

“You want to go viral? This is how you go viral,” Hannah replied, the camera still held high. “Speaking of, we are back at the lobby. Want to go finish this, or do you prefer to scavenge for cover a bit more?”

“Let’s just… let’s just end this…” Gabriela replied amidst deep breaths. She took heavy steps out of the elevator. The lobby wasn’t empty, she was heading right for a small crowd, like a mouse putting itself in the mouth of the tiger.

Her body felt heavy, as if an anchor was trying to drag her back. Nonetheless, this had gone far enough, it was time to end this. Keeping her eyes down at her feet, Gabriela pushed herself to move forward. Hearing a gasp and callout in a foreign language, she squeezed her chest tighter, pressing her thighs together for what good it did to her. She looked up, her heart sinking as if it was tied to the metaphorical anvil.

“Oh my god, there is a line for the reception desk. Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.” Yep, there were like four people queuing in front of a very busy clerk. Well, she came so far. Gabriela timidly shuffled to the back of the line, her eyes still down on the floor.

With nothing else to it, she waited for her turn, slowly stirring in her shame. She didn’t even have the energy to keep up the narration for the video, but she was conscious of the camera still recording her firm behind at all times.

At least that camera didn’t scorn at her, and neither did Hannah. She knew that she would edit the video, make her look at least 5% least pathetic than how she felt. Her loyal viewers would know that she is not a pervert or a klutz, they would know that she did this for them! For her integrity!

The tourists whispering at her back? Yeah, no. They thought she was a total klutz. But at least they weren’t ogling her like that boy at the corner of the lobby. Or giving her mean side-eyes like the woman hugging her boyfriend in front of her. It’s not like she wanted to seduce him, lady!

Yep, Gabriela could feel her soul slowly leaving the body the longer she was there. She began to move mechanically, purely on instinct. Just before she began astral projecting, a shrill voice took her back to Earth.

“Miss, you can’t come to the lobby naked! Please return to your room and put on some clothes!” Right, she had reached the start of the line… A young redheaded clerk with freckles was in front of her, astonished and a bit offended.

“Err, hmmm…” Gabriela tried to find her words, her nervous eyes shifting around. “I got locked out of my room, naked. C-can I get my key back please?”

The clerk looked at Gabriela from top to bottom. “Yeah right, then why is she recording? I bet you two are up to something! I’ll call security.”

“W-wait, please no!” Gabriela tried to plead with him, but the man wasn’t paying attention to her words. What could she do? She couldn’t get thrown out like a common criminal! Then everyone would think she was a pervert! Her dignity would not only be dead but shot by a torpedo and torn to shreds!

Gabriela locked eyes with Hannah for a second. Her camerawoman pointed at her chest and nodded. Gabriela bit her lip, it was the only thing she could think to do.