Keyless

We are on the 5th floor, reception with entrance lobby on the 3rd and the pool on the 1st. Geri and I left the pool and exited at the third to go shopping for lunch. Having been ill for the last 24 hours, on our return she left me at reception to go down to the pool and get the room key. 15 minutes later she was back (she’s easily distracted). We got the lift up to the 5th, stood outside the room looking at each other. “Where’s the keys?”

“Oh bugger!”

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