“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.
“Thanks” he replied with a small smile and blush
“No problem,” she smiled sweetly. Marilyn looked around the room and found a big t-shirt then scurried to the restroom to change her shirt and wash off the blood on her hand.