A Perilous Time pt 3 The beautiful lamia Delilah snorted in contempt as she slithered towards the elevator, still not believing her boyfriend’s gall in making her look like the impudent child, when it was clearly him who was in the wrong. “I can’t believe him… I’ll show him who’s not ready for his precious ‘Outside’...” she grunted, smirking as she pressed the call button for the elevator. She was going to go out to the jewel expo on her own- to show him how ready she was. As the elevator came, it opened to reveal a member of the cleaning staff inside with a cart full of dirty laundry. “Oh… Is this one taken?” Delilah asked in a huffed. “No, my apologies, ma'am. I’ll take the next one,” said the young girl, eyes cast downwards as she pushed her cart out of the elevator past the lamia's obsidian-and-crimson tail. “Okay, fine” said Delilah, shrugging and watching the cleaning attendant go past her. Delilah turned around just in time to see the elevator door close right in front