"It's okay, I'll take care of it in the restroom." The man continued to apologize as Heidi made her way to the restroom.
Closing the door with a deep breath. Heidi glanced at herself in the mirror. She appeared so frustrated and tattered. Her hair was all over her shoulder looking unkempt. She was thankful her mother wasn't at the ball, because her mother would have been panicking and asking her how she was gonna get a dance partner looking all tattered and disorganized. And she wasn't lying.
She hurriedly arranged her face and hair and wiped the stain a little more before walking towards the door. As she twisted the knot, she discovered it was latched from the outside.
H-how?
She knocked on the door and pulled harder, but it wasn't opening.
This was what she feared before entering a distant restroom instead of the one close by. Now she's locked, but by who?
She only knew her sisters, she wasn't even the social type.
His body ached.