"Can you just tell me where we are going?" She glared at him when he kept packing up her things without giving her a concrete answer.
She stood by the bathroom door, watching him go through her things. In all honesty, she was thrilled at the prospect of going away with him on a trip, but she still preferred to know where.
She refused to do anything unless she would tell him anything, but he was as stubborn as ever as he continued to pick things he believed she would need on this trip.
"It is a surprise." He said, continuing to throw her things into the overnight bag he took from her cabinet.
He was hoping that he would be through before she would open her eyes. He had tried to be more careful not to make unnecessary noises.
He was not expecting that she would suddenly wake up, catch him rummaging through her things and placing them inside the bag.
