Chapter 87 - Pick Up Your Damn Towel!

"Stalker!"

"Stalker?" The man asked and she wondered if the fact that he wasn't wearing his glasses made her look like nothing but a blur to him. That was none of her business though, she didn't ask to walk into her room - well, it wasn't her room yet but soon it would be- anyways, she didn't ask to step into this room and stare at a butt naked stranger- who she was very sure was a stalker!

"Yes. You are breaking so many laws right now, just in case you don't know."

She took a step back, looking around for any sharp object she could use to attack him, or rather defend herself from him, in case he made any move that seemed threatening in the slightest. She was starting to really hate the dim light now, the cozy and cool ambiance wasn't appropriate for the situation she had just found herself in. Also, although she could still see, her sight wasn't as clear as it would be, if the lights didn't have that blue tint to it.