"If they're not charging you a day rate, why don't you wait until ten tomorrow before you call me?"
"Fuck!" Xu Qingyan cursed, not even thinking before hanging up the phone, "I don't believe I can't open this lock. There's no deadbolt, just need a hand."
He bumped against the door, estimating the gap. He went downstairs to a 24-hour convenience store to buy a plastic board with some rigidity, similar to the boards used during exams.
He borrowed a pair of scissors from the store owner and trimmed the shape a bit before heading back upstairs.
The plastic board was slid into the gap of the door, fidgeting in the direction of the lock. Half a minute later, there was a click as the door lock was pushed open by the plastic board, and a smile involuntarily spread across his face.
He woke up.