Nothing that happened at the bar matters anymore, because Pat always manages to prove to Jun that she’s the only one.

It’s been a long weekend dealing with the weather, the traffic and the social scene, so Jun proposed that they go home to enjoy what’s left of their alone time. Patrick agreed wholeheartedly.

Already in the lobby of the building, the two seem impatient to be together.

Once in the elevator…
Patrick: Jun?
Jun: Hm?

Patrick: Are you thinking what I’m thinking?
Jun: You mean… here?
Patrick: Why not?
Jun: Well, I’ve never done it in an elevator, but….

But there’s always a first time for everything, isn’t there?

Jun: Well, that was hot.
Patrick: Yes, it was.
Jun: Do you think anyone noticed?
Patrick: Of course not, there’s no one awake at this hour.

Oops, looks like there was someone awake after all.

Jun: You said there was no one.
Pat: Obviously I was wrong.

Patrick: Relax, babe, they probably heard us, but they couldn’t see us. And I don’t think they care anyway.
Jun: If you say so.
Pat just hopes no one complains to the building manager, but if they do, it will have been worth every second.

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