Raya's POV
I was on a rant picking up my clothes around the room. You would think i wouldn't be that surprised that he acted like a child throwing a tantrum. The more i got to know him, the more I've realized that he was quite the prick. I just about got everything folded and hung back up in the closet in my room. I wouldn't dare put them in his room after this, and there is a good chance if he did ask that i might not feel comfortable doing so now.
I heard the door shut to the main room and knew that he had returned. I was hoping to be in bed long before he came back. I didn't have it in me to be insulted and mortified again. I had my share for the night. My bedroom door was open from me running back and forth from grabbing my clothes. I didn't expect to hear him knocking lightly on my
