"I remember your room number."
He couldn't remember his own but remembered hers.
Rae Bennett couldn't help but laugh, feeling as if a jar of sugar had spilled over in her heart, sweet and delightful.
Before they reached the room, Wyatt Wright stopped in his tracks.
"Umbrella."
His hand suddenly tightened, and Rae Bennett, who was moving forward, was yanked back and stopped as well, "Umbrella?"
He said, "I didn't take the umbrella."
Drunk as he was, he still remembered the umbrella.
"Where did you put it?"
He hadn't forgotten that: "I put it under the carpet outside your room door."
Rae Bennett: "..."
She really hadn't noticed, and the two went back to get the umbrella.
All the way, Wyatt Wright became increasingly sleepy, staggering as Rae Bennett pulled him along.
Wyatt Wright was staying in Apt 15232.
Rae Bennett opened the door with Wyatt's room card, and after he entered, he let go of her hand and went into the bathroom to wash up.
