Chloe got up and pulled a few sheets of tissue to wipe the c*m on her lips and chest. Her eyes followed Vernon, who rushed to the bathroom, probably taking a shower and preparing himself for the day.
Chloe walked towards the bathroom door and knocked twice;
"Um… Vernon, I've prepared banana-apple juice for you. I've also ordered a takeout. You don't need to cook anything,"
'Ah, crap,' Vernon cursed inaudibly as he heard Chloe at the door. He wanted to say that he'd rather cook by himself than eat trash food, but he didn't want to hurt Chloe's feelings.
So he politely rejected, "I'll just drink the banana-apple juice you made!" Vernon said. "I'm not too hungry!"
"Okay…" Chloe was a bit stumped, but she already knew that Vernon was a picky eater, and no matter what food she ordered, he'
