I heard those people leave quickly. In a short while, Zora walked in, holding Carl in one arm and a bowl of medicine in the other. She set the bowl down and said to me, "Drink up. I'll be back for the bowl later."
With that, she hurried out without waiting to see if I would take the medicine.
I stared at the bowl in deep thought. I had to prepare the medicine and send it out, in case I didn't get another chance.
With that in mind, I quickly got out of bed and started going through my things, but I couldn't find any container suitable for the medicine.
I looked at my skin care bottles and containers, realizing that even if I emptied them, any residual cosmetics could interfere with any tests conducted on the medicine. Besides, if Zora noticed anything missing, I would be in trouble.
From the scent of her perfume, I knew she was familiar with my skin care products.
In a panic, I paced around the room. Zora could come back for the bowl at any moment, and if I was too late, I would have to take the medicine.
Just as I was about to dump the medicine in desperation, an idea hit me. I pulled open the bedside drawer, and took out a box.
I pulled out a condom, took the bowl to the bathroom, and poured the medicine into the condom. Then, I tied the open end, making a warm, medicine-filled sausage.
Perfect!
I hid the condom and lay back on the bed, trying to calm my racing heart.
After a bite of breakfast, I said to Zora in a listless tone, "I'm going to take a nap. Please don't let anyone disturb me. It's too early for all this noise!"
I figured my sleep-deprived look wouldn't need much acting.
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