Chapitre 138: Gwyneth's Page II

"So uh... Gwyneth?" Theodore is looking around the room, completely uncomfortable. 

"What's up?" Gwyneth then replied.

"...You're seriously asking me that?" 

"You know I'm not going to get anything with you talking all cryptic like that." 

Theodore sighed and then picked up the pieces of paper on the floor. "You invited me here with this mess?"

"Ah- what are you doing!?" Gwyneth rushed over to him and began to pick up the pieces of paper, filled with lyrics and notes all over the ground. 

"Its your room and I'm feeling sorry for the room." 

"You're overreacting. Its just... a little bit..." Gwyneth looked around and saw the mountain of clothes and trash all over her room. "...messy?"

Theodore then picked up a piece of black cloth in the ground. "Put your cleaning rags somewhere else."