Gray rose to his feet in shock, while he searched for his shirt. He didn't expect that Bethany would be so focused on his chest.
"What are you looking for?" Bethany snapped out of her reverie when she noticed that he wasn't in her line of sight again.
"My shirt," Gray answered, still searching for it, and wondering why he couldn't find it.
Bethany blinked twice, before standing to her feet.
"What's wrong?" Gray asked when he noticed a shadow.
"I want to help you," Bethany replied simply.
Gray stared at her with wary eyes. He only let his guard down when he saw that she was truly searching for the shirt.
After what seemed to be like an entire day, Bethany finally found the shirt.
She chuckled when she realized that the shirt was lying behind the sofa which she had sat on. It seemed that Gray had just thrown it to the floor when he stepped into the room.
"Here, I found it," Bethany screamed triumphantly.
Gray let out a sigh of relief as they both walked to each other.
