"Why aren't you moving?" Phoebe turned her face and saw that Fifteen was still standing there, frozen, which made her smile and raise an eyebrow, "Or... did you change your mind and want to chat with me in bed?"
Fifteen snapped back to reality, glared at her, and quickly followed, overtaking her in just a few steps.
Phoebe shook her head with a smile, shoved her hands into her pockets, and followed her up the stairs.
Back downstairs, after Phoebe explained the situation to the security personnel, they were immediately allowed to pass. Moreover, the staff even offered to arrange a car with a driver and bodyguards for them.
"Please prepare a car for me," Phoebe replied.
"Alright, please wait a moment." The security personnel responded respectfully and immediately called for a car through the radio. By the time Fifteen followed Phoebe down the steps, the car was already parked at the bottom.
What a different treatment!
