[From
this corridor]
The bathroom was slightly colder than the hallway and Ami could make out the individual stalls and sinks. She went to the closest sink, pulled the balloons out from her roughly made satchel and began to fill them up, large enough so she could hold them in her hand, but not so much that they would burst easily. After filling and tying each balloon off, she carefully placed them back into the pack, arranging them so that they were cushioned by the material she had ripped from her bed.
Breathing a sigh of relief that it had gone without incident, Ami stepped back out into the hallway to wait.
[Returning
here to wait]