After falling backward, Hunter immediately straightened up. He endured a feeling of immense embarrassment. The pain from the impact on the head was even less than his embarrassment.
He clenched both fists in front of his chest, ready to challenge Miller for the already rolling pride.
Jonea, still standing on the bed, raised her chin and fists. She didn't want to lose either.
"What do you want?" challenged Jonea. "You dare to invade my private territory. You deserved it–that kick."
Hunter had completely woken up from drowsiness. He noticed his surroundings and realized he had made a mistake.
'How come I'm here? I even took off my clothes? Have I gone mad?' thought Hunter.
Jonea is still wary. She was confused to see Hunter's expression like someone upset. Jonea glanced at the nightsta
