Luke walked around the apartment, including Selina's room.
Since he was away, Selina left her room door open.
Luke couldn't help but shake his head at the bras that were strewn everywhere, her clothes from when she had changed in the morning, and the messy sheets and blankets on her bed.
Selina was indeed as much of a slob as ever.
His own room was a lot tidier. Everything had been put away neatly.
Well, Luke had done most of it earlier on, and Selina had merely added a few items that belonged to him.
Luke then checked the kitchen, and discovered that the cooking utensils and seasoning that he had bought in Houston were all here.
He opened the fridge, only to shake his head.
There was nothing in the fridge except two cartons of milk, a few Dr. Peppers, and some cheese.
