Abelyn promptly scrambled out of bed and dashed out of her bedroom. However, there wasn't a single soul in the living room.
“Dustin? Joan?” she greeted tentatively before she realized her mistake the next moment. How could Joan be here? She must have gone home! But Dustin is probably still here, no? Or has he gone out?
While she was circling the place in search of Dustin, he suddenly came out of the kitchen with a spoon in his hand. “I'm here.”
Oh, it turns out that he hasn't gone out, after ₒ// “Um... about last night...” Abelyn started hesitantly as she stared at the man in front of her.
“What about last night?” Dustin deliberately prompted, suppressing the aggravation within him. Well, well... she actually drank like a fish without considering her ability to hold her liquor!
“I presume that nothing happened between us last night?” Abelyn gazed at him solemnly, her expression grave. If something really happened between us, my entire life would be ruined!
“No,” Dustin replied quietly.
All at once, Abelyn's eyes lit up. Ah, he's truly a gentleman that he didn't take advantage of me! At the same time, her lips curved into an approving smile.
“Alright, go and wash up. Then, wake Joan up,” Dustin ordered while heading back to the kitchen to resume his cooking.
“Uhh...” In the bedroom, the person on the bed whimpered. Joan then opened her eyes and stretched before slipping out of bed.
“You're awake?” Dustin greeted her.
“Yeah.” Joan twisted her neck to soothe the muscles. Right on the heels of that, she inquired wearily, “Where's Abelyn? Is she up?”
“Yup. I'm here.” Abelyn waved a hand at her in greeting, her expression calm and unruffled. On the contrary, Joan was assailed by waves of fury.
“Abelyn Chipman!” Her voice was colored with rage.
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