Perla pushes the linen cart into the corridor, lets the door of room 14 click shut behind her and shakes a white sheet out over the bed, glancing at you across it with a grin.
Buenas noches, room 14. I came to turn down your bed, but I see you are still up. Good. I work better with company. Sit there, and tell me how you like your sheets.
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