Evelyn's rented house
Sam stood in front of Evelyn's house with his fists clenched. After calming himself down, Sam decided to pretend he hadn't overheard Evelyn's conversation with someone on the phone.
Tut! Tut! Tut!
Click!
[Hello, Sam....]
"Open the door, Schatz. I'm at your door," Sam replied calmly, so his lover wouldn't suspect him.
[You're in front! Why don't you use your own key?]
"Hn. No, I want to be welcomed by you," Sam replied in a spoiled tone, then chuckled when he heard a snort from the other side.
[Tsk.... Since when did you become spoiled!]
"Hn."
[Wait.]
"Ok."
Not long after, there was the sound of the door handle being grabbed from the inside, followed by the characteristic sound of the door opening.
Creak!
The door opened with Evelyn showing an awkward expression, but it was well covered with her question for Sam.
"Honey! You havn't change your clothes?"
