C28 Irritable security

Whoosh!

I threw off my clothes and ran out.

He wore a sportswear and looked quite fresh. In his hand was a bunch of red roses. Judging by the looks of it, there were 99 of them. He even had a bunch in his mouth, looking exactly like a rapist.

"Hey, hey, stop shouting."

I shouted through the bars as I descended the steps.

When he recognized me