I take the elevator down, the taxi to the airport has already arrived and is waiting. I understand that something is wrong with the sneakers - I forgot to put insoles in them.
I throw my things into the car and back to the 20th floor on the slow elevator - I want to have time to run to the apartment and back before the elevator leaves so as not to get stuck waiting for the elevator.
The plan is disrupted by a girl standing on my floor. Ok, I ask her to wait literally 15 seconds. She agrees with a kind of flirtatious smile. I run to get some insoles and hear the elevator close and leave. I think - well, my, how is this possible. I return to the elevators, and she stands and waits for me without an elevator.
