When he stopped his brave steps, I had to make a sudden brake to avoid hitting him. He opened the door of his room and turned on the light.
Just as I parted my lips to ask where I was going to sleep, I caught my eye on the things he had taken down from the top shelf of the closet. "I like the floor mattress."
Cesur, who was making a bed for himself, was right in front of me and looked a little funny. After finishing a few steps well, she threw her pillow on the bed haphazardly.
"I can't let you sleep in street clothes either." I don't know if he was too meticulous and organized or if it was just me. He stood in front of his closet and looked at it for a while, then pulled out a set of his pajamas. "Here, put these on."
