I booked a room at a hotel and called for a delivery person.


When the door opened, I felt a chill— the photo was so edited that even my mom couldn't recognize it, pure scam.
I forced myself to chat for a couple of sentences, then the doorbell rang again.
I was a bit confused, opened the door, and saw a girl standing outside, catching her breath and saying: Brother, sorry, I just went to the wrong floor.
I turned my head to look at the person inside, then at the one outside the door.
Wow, the person I ordered has come back on their own.
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