Pointing towards the bathroom, he reminded her,
"The bathroom is over there, there are three bars of soap on the shelf, use the one on the far right."
"...Such a hassle."
Singing a tune, Spencer explored like she was unlocking a new map, peeking into each new room to look around before entering.
Only after confirming there was no danger would she step in fully.
Yan Huan shook his head and turned to open the suitcase.
Inside, all the clothes were squeezed together like spoiled pickles.
The dummy had no sense of organizing; Yan Huan could have guessed as much.
A golden bomb-like pig plush toy pitifully tilted its head, squeezed into a corner, prompting Yan Huan to reach out to save it.
As he pulled, a tangled white thong came out with it, swaying slightly in front of Yan Huan.
"Meow?"
Seeing this, Miao sitting on his shoulder tilted its head and then turned to look at Yan Huan.
"..."
Yan Huan swallowed, averting his gaze.
