Axel frowned. He did not understand why Shawn suddenly stopped. "What?"
"Now," Shawn commanded. "Bring your shirt," he added. He was frequently eyeing at the elevator.
Although confused and annoyed that he was cut short, Axel snatched his ripped shirt from the sofa. He marched his way to the stairs. But he did not follow Shawn's full instructions. He hid on the wall with his head peeked out.
Despite being time-constrained, Shawn managed to wear his pants. He just then grabbed his black boxer brief. He kept it inside his pants. It was the fastest way he can do to fix himself and look casual. And after just less than a minute the elevator opened. His sister, Yuna, showed up.
Shawn took a quick glimpse of the upstairs, checking if Axel followed him. He took a deep breath when he saw Axel'
