"Hey, man, wake up. Someone pressed the emergency call. Damn it, this is the third time that shit elevator has broken down!" A colleague walked in with coffee.

"Ah, really?" The fat black man was still very alert. When he heard his colleague's words, he immediately woke up from his snoring state.

After finally putting on his security hat neatly, the fat black man picked up the beeper and prepared to shout to the unlucky guy trapped in the elevator. Basically, "Don't worry, we will try our best to help you."

If you have cabin fever, just add a few more words, "Try to relax, take a deep breath, close your eyes and imagine that this is not an elevator, but a Hawaiian beach."

But this time, the fat black man was stunned and stared at the monitor, as if he had seen the strangest thing in the world.

"Hey, man, why don't you shout? Do you want to ask the customers to complain?" I couldn't help shouting while holding the coffee.

"No, man, come and see this, they're..."

"What are you doing? Can you turn into an alien?" The colleague looked at the monitor while talking, and then his coffee spilled.

On the monitor, I saw two guys trapped in the elevator... looking unsightly. One was hugging the other's thigh and kissing her fiercely, while the other was kicking him hard.

"Are they... gay?" The colleague's eyes widened.

"Yeah, it's too open, even though this is Los Angeles..."

"No, we have to stop them, this is our territory!"

"For the sake of our work, we have to separate these bitches!"

"Do it, friend!"
Chapter completed!