Mayonnaise On An Escalator Novels & Stories

Not after everything that had happened. I was almost there when Maya and Elda stepped right in front of me. Before I could even move, Maya slammed into me on “accident.” My tray tipped. Mac and cheese, orange juice, chicken strips—all of it spilled right down my front. My shirt was soaked. My jeans clung to me. People around us started gasping and snickering. I just froze. “Oops,” Maya said with a shrug. “She probably likes it messy,” Elda said with a smirk.

I helped myself and then made my way back. While I made the Elevator ride, I fell for the temptation to stare at my bottom on the reflecting walls. It really did look bigger or perhaps it was the dress that wrapped it tightly my underwear lines revealed up close . I let out a exasperation. If not for how late I was, I would never wear this outside with me. I got off on the last floor, rummaging through my bag for lipgloss. Someone collided with me. It happened so fast that before I could react, she shoved me right to wall.

She was indeed tired and also hot. As Hannah entered the shopping mall, she was hit by the refreshing air conditioning, and only then did she feel alive again. There were too many people by the elevator, so she took the escalator directly to the fourth floor. The barbecue shop was particularly conspicuous, and Hannah saw it as soon as she walked out of the escalator. At that time, the barbecue restaurant was also crowded with people. As Hannah walked in, the waiter approached and said, "Miss, sir, are you two together?"

Finally, a door was opened, and instead of a staircase that'd take them to the floor where countless hangers that consisted of clothing, an escalator took its place. Truly, W Empire was outstanding. The first pair stood on it first, and as Tessa walked closer to join Francess, Madonna spoke. “Blondie, I'd advise you to take water or something. You don't look so good.” The indecently dressed lady uttered, and Tessa glanced at her presumed friend. “She's right. I'll wait for you here." “O-okay. Uh… where's the water dispenser, please?” Tessa asked Madonna politely, and she pointed down the passageway.

Won't I be embarrassing him with the stupid culinary skills that I do not have? I hit my forehead. I am thinking too much. My breath became heavy. I inhaled and exhaled deeply but that does not stop my heart from beating faster. There are no what-ifs. I muttered to myself. I exhaled deeply again and walked towards the freezer. Opening it, I brought out a jar of mayonnaise and took just five slices of toast bread. I went through the spoon basket and picked one. I placed some mayonnaise on one slice and clamped it together. Before I put it in my mouth, I remembered I needed juice to gulp it down with.

Grayson stated, laughing. The two continued talking for the next few minutes until Maya finally told him that she’s getting inside the elevator. After saying their I love you and goodbyes, Maya placed her phone inside her bag and got inside the elevator, smiling at an elderly couple. She walked immediately towards the restaurant when the elevator reached the ground floor and headed directly to the kitchen, where the staffs are busy cooking breakfast meals of the hotel guests. She smiled at them when they greeted her. “Here you go, Ms. Maya,” one of the cook’s assistants said warmly as she carried a tray containing a small bowl of muesli, a plain croissant, some fruits and scrambled eggs. “I’

It was really sad to think about it. If he really wanted to try, then I would accompany him. When the elevator arrived, we entered the elevator together. The western restaurant was on the eighth floor. When the elevator passed the seventh floor, many people squeezed in. I was worried that I would fall again like previously, so I unconsciously cowered into the corner of the elevator. Then, my tiny body was pulled into someone's arms. I was stunned for a moment, then I turned my head and glanced at Ismail. He did not have a reaction. It seemed like he was used to it.

Meanwhile, Maia had been trapped in the elevator for about two minutes. She tried to stay calm, took out her phone to make a call, but it had no signal. She immediately turned on the flashlight on her phone and pressed the emergency call button several times, but there was no response. Maia immediately shouted, "Is anyone there? Is there anyone outside?" She dared not make any significant movements inside the elevator, fearing it might affect the malfunctioning elevator. Her delicate brows furrowed, and the combination of the confined space, coupled with nervous tension, caused Maia's forehead to start sweating.

he said flatly. Geoff snorted. “It’s an escalator. It doesn’t eat anyone.” Keenan crouched slightly, studying the steps as they folded into themselves. “They vanish below. How are they not crushed?” “They pop back out at the top. Watch.” Geoff stepped on with casual ease, riding up like he was weightless. Keenan froze as Geoff disappeared higher, then reappeared, waving smugly from above. “See? No crushing.” Muttering something about reckless behavior, Keenan placed one foot cautiously on the moving stair. When it dragged him forward, he yelped, actually yelped, before planting both feet. His arms flailed as he rose awkwardly.

I scrunched my face in disgust as she enjoyed the combination she was having. That I would say wasn’t how I was going to eat what I brought before me. Deciding to brush the image off, I put a lot of mayonnaise on my bread then ate it. “I love mayonnaise,” I told her sighing in contentment as the sweet-sour taste of the mayonnaise melts in my mouth. “Me too,” she said repeating her weird combination. “You have something you are doing for the day?” I asked finishing the bread I was eating before going for the crackers and adding mayonnaise on top then ate it whole.