Ryan had been to Alice's room a couple of times before, and both visits were strictly business-related.
As a decent guy, Ryan felt that casually entering a girl's bedroom was a bit ungentlemanly, and he really didn't want to intrude.
But human nature is a funny thing—it's that very sense of doing something morally ambiguous that piqued his curiosity.
He always came by at night and was too rushed with his tasks to take a good look around.
Now, he was just dropping off some clothes, no one was watching, and technically, he could explore as long as he wanted.
As he entered, the ice-blue wallpaper struck him first, making the room feel a bit oppressive.
"No wonder she's so icy, living in a room like this. I should suggest she changes this wallpaper."
The furniture was all very Western and vintage. Right in the center was a huge princess bed.
