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"Who the fuck is it?" Yuki's gravelly voice barked from inside.
"It's me," Shin replied coolly from the other side.
"What? Here for another round?" she scoffed. "I know my pussy's addictive, brat, but—"
The door creaked open mid-sentence as Shin pushed inside without a second thought. She really had been "cleaning"—more like removing empty liquor bottles and straightening the sheets. The floor still looked like a crime scene. From inside the bathroom came the splash of water.
Yuki growled. "Who the fuck said you could come in?"
He ignored her. Of course he did.
Through the slightly ajar bathroom door, Shin caught a glimpse of her and peeked through. She was hunched over the tub, washing. A wire was strung across the bathroom with panties of every color and style hanging to dry. At least ten pairs. Or more.
Shin raised a brow. "Who the hell owns that many pairs of panties?"
