After having dinner with her colleagues, Elise Don first went to the massage center she had booked and got a scalp spa.
Washing her hair, massaging, scalp care, she dozily let them knead for over an hour, her whole body soft and relaxed.
Elise Don still wasn't ready for sleep.
Wrapped in a classic wool coat by Yilri Garment, wearing slippers, revealing a strip of white ankle, she entered the red wine bar directly.
The red wine bar was on the second floor, dimly lit, perfect for sitting by the window, where she could see the hot spring downstairs, bubbling milky white foam, and couples in ambiguous phases soaking inside.
The man slowly drew near, his hand wandering underwater, doing who knows what, while the woman couldn't help but look around, then pretended to nonchalantly straighten her chest.
Elise Don ordered a moderately priced glass of wine and didn't drink it, just sat there to watch others fall in love.
On a lonely night, perhaps this was the only way to pass the time.
