Venting

Vanessa arched an eyebrow at Shi Tian's question, clearly intrigued by his suggestion. "Vent my frustration? You mean like hitting a punching bag or something?"

Shi Tian nodded. "Yeah, exactly. Sometimes it helps to release pent-up emotions physically."

Vanessa considered his proposal for a moment, then sighed and stepped out of her room. "Sure, why not? I could use some stress relief."

Walking out of her room, she glanced at the living room in confusion. 

"Didn't you say about a punching bag? Where is the punching bag then?" She then asked, looking left and right, seemingly searching for the punching bag item. 

Meanwhile, Shi Tian was a bit speechless that she really took his words literally. 

Vanessa's confusion about the missing punching bag left Shi Tian slightly bewildered.

He scratched his head sheepishly before responding, "Ah, right. About that... I may have misspoken. There's no actual punching bag here."