Viona waited at the doorway quitely until the noises quited down inside. Her face blushed up to the point that she wanted to run away.

It was terribly embarrassing!

Faint noises came from Ariana's room but it was too vague to be understood clearly. Viona sharpened her ears trying to hear out the other male voice that came with Ariana's voice.

In her state of investigation, her instinct forgot to pay attention on her rest of surrounding. The microwave beeped alarmingly, signalled that her cake was done in baking. But Viona noticed nothing of it.

Damien strode through the ears when the little annoymous sound travelled in his ears. Wandering...