A silver-haired young man, wearing only boxers, sat on a brown cushion. Not far from him were five ladies sitting on the bed, each wrapped in a towel. The temptation was overwhelming for the young man.
This was Draco and the ladies. Draco was silently weeping, unsure if this day was getting better or worse.
As for how he found himself in this situation, let's rewind a bit:
After they drove away, since the ladies still wanted to shop, they decided to spend the night at a hotel inn. Rose drove them to a place she knew.
Alya was the one who booked the room. She ordered not just a master bedroom but a grandmaster bedroom. The bed in there could comfortably accommodate ten people. Draco didn't realize this until they arrived at the assigned room.
"What's going on?" Draco was surprised when he saw the ladies following him into the room.
"It turns out there was only one room left," Alya lied effortlessly.
