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wasn't him and just kept playing with his cigarette lighter, before looking at her
again to see what would she do.. She must be spending her worst time ever now
as long as she was that scared from being told on..
The look in her eyes were like those in an injured lion's eyes, surrounded by a
group of Hyenas..
He saw her standing up, and walking through the tables quickly carrying her
bag.. Her eyes were blood red and she seemed like she'd burst into crying at any
second..
He watched her as she passed by him, trying to decide whether to follow her or
not.. He saw her as she disappeared behind the door of the lady's room.. Good..
She'd go cry a little till she calms down, then goes out again.. No big deal then..
But she never came back again..!!
So he found himself getting up nervously, and going towards the bathroom
where he saw her disappearing.. He must know what did this lunatic do.. On his
way he passed by a column that had a signed black and white photograph of
Edith Piaf, before entering the hall which had a sign telling that the bathrooms
were inside..
And in front of the only lady's room stood a fat lady frowning and knocking on
the white wooden door roughly..
- That's inappropriate.. You've been inside for about 15 minutes..
She looked at "Yousry" on spotting him coming near, then turned to the door
again talking to whoever was inside..
- This isn't home if you know what I mean..
- Excuse me..? I guess the girl in there is hurt or something.. I'll try to push the
door open..