Denial of feelings
As soon as the man rushed inside the adjacent room with the same structure, a rectangular bed with luminiscent lighting lied on the floor, fresh sheets spread accross the bed giving it a cosy look. The duvet neatly placed on the edge of the bed. The smell of lavenders made his nerves to soothe down, the earlier embarrassment that burnt his insides vanished. The man relaxed himself down. "Braylon!?? What's wrong???" A worried voice was heard in the room.
The man turned his head sideways to look but no one was in particular. Scrunching his brows, he then realised it belonged to his phone. Lifting his body up with a jolt, he faced the camera. The video call still connected, which was forgotten due to the incident earlier. "Heyy!! Umm.. I thought I ended the call." He spoke in his hesitant tone.
"I heard someone screaming, is everything alright?" The man asked, worry evident on his face. He did hear something, very familiar.