Se-Young started to laugh awkwardly. “I think it’s the shampoo bottle, it keeps falling. The... the basin tray is slightly oblique so things keep falling down.” she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it for her lame excuse.
“Oh...” Jung-Nan looked at Se-Young suspiciously, squinting her eyes and smirked as if she understood what was going on, and left quietly after that.
Locking the door Se-Young sighed with relief. Her relax face changed into an angry one as she moved toward the bathroom, opening the door. “Wow, were you just possessed by Ji-Hoon?” she said so because Ji-Hoon was naturally clumsy, accidentally breaking stuff all the time.
Dong-Hoon could not help but laugh making her more pissed.
She pouted and went inside to hit him on his chest like always but her foot slipped as she was barefoot, landing on his chest.
She was supporting herself by placing her hands on his shoulder.
