Pouncing on the for a couple of times, he commented, "Now this a bouncy and comfortable bed, I bet that it's a very cozy and comfortable thing to sleep on."
"Seriously how did you enter the apartment?"
Supported his head on his elbow, he grinned, "The door was open so—"
"How is that possible? I remember locking it," Charlotte frowned, wondering how could that be possible.
"Well, you also remember saying that this isn't a real date but yet you were all busy chossing the right outfit for our friendly meeting," he chuckled.
Pursing her lips, she rolled her eyes at him. "I always try to look good even when I am going to the parlour because that is who I am."
"Uh huh and you are a very bad liar."
"You—" Gritting her teeth, she snapped, "I am not lying and look at you dressed so well, you are the one who looks the most excited for this so-called friendly meeting."
