"Damn... does it have to be this intense? Is it really that exaggerated?"
This piqued everyone else's curiosity, eager to know what Heather really tasted like.
After ten minutes, the people outside couldn't wait any longer, feeling that these ten minutes dragged on longer than a century. They kept banging on the door, shouting, "Are you done yet? Why so slow? If not, let's all go together! X! I can't hold it in anymore!"
The person inside shouted impatiently, "Stop making noise! What the hell are you shouting about? Get lost!"
The people outside started cursing, completely ignoring his well-intentioned advice.
This group of idiots, do they even know what's really going on inside?!
Heather stopped threatening him, leaning leisurely against the wall.
That person asked curiously, "No need... to scream?"
"Yeah, if you want to keep screaming, go ahead, I won't stop you."
"..." Who has such a fetish for screaming?
But he couldn't figure out what she was actually up to.
