Finally, Kieran couldn't take it anymore. He stormed out of his room, making a beeline for the source of the annoying noise at the far end of the house. "Don't people know not to DIY at night?!"

Who in their right mind would do home improvements at this hour?

"Freya! You..." Before Kieran could finish his sentence, he saw Freya perched on a ladder, drilling into something with an electric drill.

The professional construction workers had cleared out a while ago.

Freya lost herself in the music with her headphones on, unaware of Kieran's presence.

Spotting her phone on a nearby table, Kieran marched over and hit the pause button. Suddenly, Freya's world went silent.

"What happened to my Bluetooth?" Confused, Freya took off her headphones.

Kieran's voice from below. "Freya! Get

her so much that she lost her balance, and she and

over, splashing white paint all over him. "Ouch!" Freya gasped in pain as she tried to stand up, her

Kieran gritted his

Freya moved in, his luck turned sour. He lost money, his projects failed, and he

sneaks into someone else's room anyway?" Freya

her audacious reply, Kieran slammed his hand

a shower?" Freya

only get harder to clean if he didn't wash it off soon. Quickly, Kieran got up and shot Freya a glaring

when

off his suit jacket, shirt, pants, and slippers, tossing them all out the window of his room. Then, the pungent

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