At 8 a.m., Henrik drove Flora to the competition venue. Henrik, being a judge and with artists from Florik Entertainment participating, had a lot on his plate. So, he asked his assistant to take Flora to the green room.
"Flora, just wait here for me. I'll come and get you once I'm done. If you need anything, just tell the assistant or call me immediately."
Worried that Flora might get bored in the green room, Henrik thoughtfully gave her a tablet to pass the time.
Flora nodded, her posture straight and graceful. "Go ahead, I’ll be fine."
Henrik affectionately patted her head, reminded the assistant of a few things, and then strode out of the room.
Flora curled up in a chair, listlessly playing with the tablet.
"Ms. Flora…" The assistant looked troubled, hesitating for a long time before finally mustering the courage to speak. He crossed his legs, his body trembling slightly, clearly in discomfort. "May I use the restroom?"
He had eaten something rather heavy and greasy the night before and was now suffering the consequences.
"Go ahead," Flora said without looking up, dismissively waving her hand.
The assistant was reluctant to leave because Henrik had instructed him to keep a close eye on Flora, given the crowded and chaotic nature of the venue. But he couldn't hold it any longer. Besides, it was Henrik's green room; surely no one would come in. He thought he’d be back quickly, so nothing would happen. With that thought, the assistant hurriedly left.
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