Chapter 49—

Lexie stepped out of the bathroom, a towel hanging over her neck and the loose pyjama she had recently found, covering almost her entire body, hiding it from Zheme's watchful eyes that peek at her from the bed. "I'm done." She announced, walking further inside. Nodding, Zheme eased off the bed to stand firmly on his feet, hands traveling down to abide in his pockets. "I really don't want to shower today." Lexie shrugged, plopping down on the bed. "You don't have to, I mean, dirty you+dirty dungeon= germs and at the same time, clean you+dirty dungeon= germs too." Zheme turned to glare at her, eyes summing her up as if she was a math test. "Dungeon? What dungeon?" "The same dungeon you promised to sleep in tonight." Zheme tilted his head, eyes squinting as he feigned confusion. "Me...?" He asked, stretching the word as if he was a child. "When did I promise that?" Lexie's eyes narrowed as she scratched her head, feet disregarding Zheme's big, ugly slippers to rest on the bed. "Don't play