I look at Troy with complete disbelief but when I look up to the others, I see that I'm not the only one. Was he suspecting me this whole time? Is that why he's been such a dick to me this whole time? I sigh and quickly grab my underwear, grateful that they're like regular male underwear but still disturbed.
My heart skips a beat when I think about him possibly finding my secret stash but it's quickly dismissed. He would have already said something if he found them... Troy glares at me and says "Admit it! You were the one peeping at all of us while we were taking a shower!"
I sigh and say "Just because I wear the same underwear, doesn't mean that it was me. This isn't an exclusive brand. Anyone can buy these! Even my Grandma!" Troy opens his mouth to argue but he struggles to find his point.
