"Uh, I'll choose the left bed. I don't want to sleep at the center." Without hearing the man with a buzz cut's answer, he immediately went to the bed he chose and put down his luggage.
He directly sprawled on the bed, sighing in satisfaction.
"Finally, a bed." The days of sleeping while sitting messed him up big time.
Stunned, the buzz-cut man could only watch him. As for Ayen, he was leaning his back on the headboard, looking comfortable.
As for the buzz cut's words, he paid it no mind. He was not the most arrogant man he met; he had seen worse.
The man with a buzz cut opened his mouth to say something, but seeing them not care, he clicked his tongue loudly and went to the bed in the center.
Minutes passed, and the room maintained its silence. Ayen preferred it that way. Just as he thought that they would keep silent, the man in the right bed sat up.
He sat cross-legged and casually put on a smile, facing Ayen and the other roommate.
