"It's dirty...."
After being stared at for a long time by Raphael with a look that seemed to demand an immediate explanation for why he was so insistent on preventing Raphael from entering his room, Ezra finally gave in with the only reason he could come up with.
"Oh, come on, Ezra. You're lying to me again. That's not like you...."
"..."
Ezra's heart seemed to pause for a moment as he watched Raphael's expression grow increasingly irritated. Raphael's jaw clenched so hard that his eerie laugh would send shivers down anyone's spine.
"Didn't you already clean your room the last time you used that excuse to avoid me? So, apparently, your room is dirty again?"
"..... I'm not hiding anything from you, it's just that .... my room is dirty and it's such a mess."
I'm not lying, I swear! My room is actually, extremely dirty right now!
