Chapitre 429: Just Wanna Have Fun

"You wanna hang today?"

Ah, that look… it's always that look. Like she's disgusted, like she's utterly revolted. It was like something stunk somewhere and she couldn't figure out where so her face is just permanently stuck in that scrunched-up, unappealing state. But here's the twist that no one saw coming - judging from her eyes, it was me that stunk along.

Silently, Amelia tried to swing the guest room door close on my face.

"Not with me," I hastily said, wedging my leg in time in-between the closing slit, and if I hadn't been wearing shoes still, let's just say my foot would have been doing a very good potato chip impression right then and there. "Tyler drop me home, and by sheer coincidence he's free, he asked if you wanna - "

"No. Leave," She snapped, baring half a scowl, and half a fang through the gap.