"Besides, it's not like you're bringing girls into your room anyway. Or am I wrong?"
That question made Conrad pause, then he slowly turned his head to face Fern, who had the most knowing grin ever.
The room had gone silent, and Connie blinked.
"What?"
It took a bit for him to register what he meant by that fully, and when he finally got it, his face was flushed with horror.
Meanwhile, Fern continued to talk.
"Don't get the wrong idea. I'm just saying that if you had been active on that front, then maybe we would have chosen a different place as our base. But since that isn't the case, I don't understand what you're whining about."
He removed his arm as he walked back to the desk while chuckling. Once he got there, he focused his attention on the trio of Thrash, Yohan, and the janitor.
