Lisa's POV
Coming out of the bathroom, with water trickling down my body, I wrapped a towel on my hair, and another around my chest as I proceeded to get my phone.
I came to see a lot of text on my screen accompanied by pictures of knitting wools and pins, scattered on the floor. He was really serious about it.
I saw a knitting machine, and a ton of wool.
"Seriously? " I scoffed.
'Would the girls like a transformer? I can't really knit something for them, so many ideas yet no creativity'
His remark made me giggle even more, he couldn't be serious.
I placed my phone on the bed, dried my hair with the drier.
Then I wore my night wear before reaching out again.
He showed a collection of transformers, which were automated to transform on the command of his voice.
Working so hard to make an impression.
