I informed him, and he understands what I mean, that "We are being summoned." He isn't even surprised by what I said. He must have been informed. "I'm going home first," I said.
"And why?" he asked, this time looking directly at me as he raised his eyebrows. "Take a shower here. There are women's clothes there."
"You don't know my style." I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Of course, I know." I'm not surprised anymore. "My apartment is a long way from your condo. We can only take a little longer." He also had a point, so in the end, I agreed. He pointed to the closet on the other side.
It's like a dressing room because it has a large space, which amazes me with the stacking of things, even though there are a lot of things, it still looks elegant. Everything is organized, even his room had the same.
