"Griffins are not territorially aggressive, we can check inside. The problem is just a door lock." Ain looked at the keyhole where the key usually rested, put his index finger to his chin, then smiled.
"I understand."
Zannie was too tired, still stuck in the groove of accepting whatever Ain gave, including Ain's crazy action of opening the bedroom door, though the sound of a key moving could be faintly heard from inside.
The door opened revealing whatever was behind it, Azza and Carol were covered in white blankets, embracing each other to share body heat. The blanket was slightly opened, was Carol's smooth shoulders and Azza's chest peeked out beneath it, triggering negative thoughts to come out without being invited.
Looking at the floor clothes were scattered along with women's and men's underwear. Both of them were practically naked without a single thread.
"While there." Ain pointed to Carol.
"You mean?"
