"Responsibility just for making me stay back, talk about being over the top." Summer thought to herself. Right now, she feels like even Irvyn sounds less of a serious than this man right in front of her. Maybe it's his seniority talking, after all, he is the oldest here. She thought just idly passing time on her phone, scrolling through social media, until her plan got interrupted by the owner of the house suddenly coming into the living room, rushing. His face looked like he just saw something frightening, which made him dead scared.
"Don't tell me, we did it bare?"
"Excuse me, what?" Summer couldn't quite wrap her thought around his words. What does he mean, bare?
"I… don't have condoms in my home."
