What's the good in letting her in?
Summer Sutton turned her head to the side, rejecting him outright, "No!"
"Really?" Adrian Walyon lazily let his long limbs hang loose, resting his hand on the edge of the bathtub, feeling the steaming heat on his face, and closed his eyes comfortably.
"Of course." Summer Sutton turned her back, fiddling with the mouthwash cup next to her.
She was just bored, purely killing time.
Adrian Walyon was enjoying his bath, staying quiet for a while.
He usually showered pretty quickly, but today, for some reason, he seemed to be purposely lingering in the bathtub.
Summer Sutton was getting a bit impatient standing by, raising her fist to pound on her own sore arms and legs.
"Bored?" Adrian Walyon glanced lazily at her and asked.
Summer Sutton was indeed bored.
Adrian Walyon stared at her for a while, resting his elbow on the edge of the bathtub, and nonchalantly suggested, "If you're bored, should I help you pass the time?"
