Third Individual's POV
Seo ya blushes upon hearing his words. "Geez, at this rate, I might become a spoiled brat," Seo ya said, making Tyler chuckle. "Hehe. My spoiled brat. Here baby, why don't you wear it?" He asked. "Can I just pack them up? The accessories are great, however they're too shiny. I don't want anyone looking at them, like they're about to steal it. Please?" She blinks her eyes for a few times.
Tyler gave her a peck. "Of Course baby, that's fine for me. What do you want to do in the meantime? That mother fucker insect ruined everything. Tsk. Ah, how about I'll show you around?" He asked.
Seo ya nodded. "That's a pretty good idea," she replied. They both went outside the room. They started at the living room, the halls, the rooms, until they reached the pond with a small bridge. "The fish looks graceful," she said.
