Heated the Rice

When the elevator door opened, Sydnee stopped talking to him. She stood at the door of Eliot's room and took out the key to open it.

As soon as the door was opened, an indescribable smell came. It was like the sour odor of garbage or the smell from a man who had been smoking for a long time. That smell permeated through the whole room and was mixed with some other things. Anyway, it was extremely unpleasant.

Instead of looking at Eliot who was sitting in the corner, she walked into the room, opened the windows one by one, drew the curtains, cleaned up the kitchen trash can and the toilet trash can, packed them up, and threw them at the door. After she finished, she went into the kitchen to boil water, and then took a broom and swept the pile of cigarette butts in the corner.

She didn't say anything. No inquiry, no consolation. She just came in and kept cleaning, creating noises.