Demyan
When I woke up the next morning still as angry as I was before I went to sleep I marched to the bathroom, packed Ethan's toiletry bag, grabbed a suit, shirt, socks, boxers and shoes for him before I marched out of the bedroom then stood at the top of the stairs. I was pleased to find he had slept on the couch like I had demanded which made what I was about to do a whole lot easier.
I aimed his toiletry bag straight for his face and hit a bullseye. He woke up with a startled gasp before I threw his shoes, his socks, boxers, then his clothes.
"Demyan, what the hell?" he shielded his face until I was done.
"I don't want you near me," I held my head up high and went to check on Bunbun for morning breakfast. Once I fed her I went back to the room to shower and wore comfortable clothes. Even though I completely despised Ethan, I still had to get the penthouse ready so I pulled out his travelling bag and started packing.
