She wanted to stay longer in the bathroom but a knock on the door and the voice of the man disrupts her mood. Still wet from the shower, Mischa steps out of the door with a towel wrapped around her body. In her hands are the black bag full of money and the dress with her lingerie that she took off before showering.
The man stands in front of her looking stunned, gawking with his wide eyes on her chest.
"H-How much do I owe you?" The man asks which made Mischa raise her eyebrow. The man claims to have slept with her without asking if they did last night.
Mischa almost laughs at the man's speculation but she only let a quick smile curve her fleshy pink lips to not embarrass him.
"I don't want your money, but I took your phone. Is that okay?" Mischa asks, smiling charmingly at the man who stands not half as bad as he was drunk last night.
"O-Okay, but I need my contacts." The man scratches his head. "I can buy you a new one if you want." He added.