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“No wonder this hotel s’got five stars, if this is the type of room service it provides.” Hansol wanted to sneak up on her, he could already smell an feminine scent from down the hall as he was returning from the pool. Now how on earth did someone get into his room? No fool clearly, must’ve been a clever mind, she’ll get her credit there. With his trunks hanging low on his hips and his partially wet muscles being accentuated with the sleek shine from the chlorine, he cants his head at the sight of a mortal in his bed and wrapped in his robe. A smirks tows at the corner of his lips, he’s been in the predicament before, but these were new circumstances. “So...do I dare ask the obvious question or shall I let you explain why you’re getting crumbs all over my bed?” Hansol chides while venturing into his bathroom, unbothered by her presence, he keeps the door open to indicate he’s listening; he could hear her with the door as clear as day, but that was a talent of his own anyway. ( @deqadxnt )
