Elder Allen's call

"What do you mean?"Jessica asked with a frown as she stared at him in confusion.

Davis tilted his head slightly. "Your clothes are already here."

Jessica's brows furrowed. "What?" She drawled.

He nodded toward the wardrobe. "I had your things moved last night. If we're going to share a room, it only makes sense for you to keep your belongings here and save us from trouble."

Jessica's mouth opened slightly to chose him, but no words came out. She wasn't sure how to feel about this arrangement.

A part of her felt the need to protest and to insist on having her own room, but another part of her believes Davis had a point.

She sighed, rubbing her temple in frustration. "You could have at least told me before making such a decision for me"

Davis shrugged. "You have gone to bed. And I thought it won't be advisable to trouble you over such a trivial matter."